Author: Russell Saunders

I came across the above image by way of Andrew Sullivan.  I go to the Dish as much for its role as an aggregator as for his opinions, and he included the picture as part of a blurb linked to… Continue Reading →

An unnamed woman stoops before an elderly couple, viewed from the back.  She looks into the face of the man and puts her hand to his cheek.  She speaks a single word — “Dad.”  That is all we see and… Continue Reading →

If you count medical school, I have been caring for patients in some capacity for two decades.  I have seen all manner of illnesses.  Some have been genetic.  Some have been autoimmune.  Some have been environmentally-acquired.  And of course a… Continue Reading →

What the fuck is wrong with you? (I apologize for the profanity.  However, such is my dismay caused by the subject at hand that I do not feel inclined to use euphemisms just now.) Let me start by establishing my… Continue Reading →

“Who’s Harry Crumb?” is not a good movie.  Let’s just get that right out of the way. For those of you unfamiliar with the late-80s John Candy vehicle, he stars as a bumbling incompetent of a private eye hired to… Continue Reading →

The professor never knew what hit him. It was midway through my medical school career, and I was taking a course in plant physiology.  Now, since plants and humans have markedly different physiologies, such that your average layperson can usually… Continue Reading →

The Better Half and I were visiting New York. As part of our trip, we stopped by the clinic where I worked during my last few years in the City.  It was nice to see several of my old colleagues,… Continue Reading →