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loose associations: intimations of mortality---a draft
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Thursday, November 04, 2010. Intimations of mortality- -a draft. I remember sitting at Priscilla’s bedside after a month of seeming coma, her once well-upholstered limbs draped in swathes of thin skin, batiked in bruises. She was quite literally turning...Suddenl...
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loose associations: November 2010
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Thursday, November 04, 2010. Intimations of mortality- -a draft. I remember sitting at Priscilla’s bedside after a month of seeming coma, her once well-upholstered limbs draped in swathes of thin skin, batiked in bruises. She was quite literally turning...Suddenl...
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loose associations: November 2007
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Friday, November 16, 2007. Here at road’s end. Hunched behind the stonewall crumbling. Nothing but rags and bits. Not much to eat. Sunset, moonrise, stars falling. Gather up those shards,. Dead white, memory of love songs. I remember your eyes, pleading. A place ...
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loose associations: Moonlight Madness
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Friday, November 16, 2007. Here at road’s end. Hunched behind the stonewall crumbling. Nothing but rags and bits. Not much to eat. Sunset, moonrise, stars falling. Gather up those shards,. Dead white, memory of love songs. I remember your eyes, pleading. Very nic...
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loose associations: November 2013
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Wednesday, November 20, 2013. Nursing.the intellectual dissonance? I've watched, and loved television.from St Elsewhere to Private Practice that has depicted deeply moving human experiences, but has almost universally focussed on doctors as the prime movers, ...
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loose associations: April 2015
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Friday, April 24, 2015. A dart to the heart no 1. A dart to the heart. Is learning that our newborn will die without surgery on her heart, the size of a walnut. And might die anyway. After the surgery that opens up her chest and her heart to the dry air. Unregene...
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loose associations: September 2012
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Tuesday, September 25, 2012. Embodiment of a metaphor. It sucks to embody a metaphor. 8220;Too bad”, they told you,. 8220;We were able to rebuild. The worst of the visible damage. But these are inoperable. You’ll learn to accept them. Nightmare, lymph, muscle.
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Irina's Place: Links to Favorite Blogs
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Meanderings, for now. Will add something more meaningful and less meandering later. Long Beach, California, United States. View my complete profile. Conversations in a Coffee Shop. Whats in a Name. Boredom and Despondence of Dating Sites. Tuesday, August 28, 2007. Links to Favorite Blogs. Http:/ mymothersemails2.blogspot.com/. Http:/ ebbsnflows.blogspot.com/. Http:/ loose-associations.blogspot.com/. Http:/ mamasonga.blogspot.com/. Http:/ five-percent.blogspot.com/. Http:/ formerfc.blogspot.com/.
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loose associations: a dart to the heart no 1
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Friday, April 24, 2015. A dart to the heart no 1. A dart to the heart. Is learning that our newborn will die without surgery on her heart, the size of a walnut. And might die anyway. After the surgery that opens up her chest and her heart to the dry air. Unregene...
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loose associations: September 2007
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Critical care nurse, fanatic reader of sci- fi, science,psychology and neuroscience, philosophy, poetry and ethics. I rescue critturs, garden in the southwest, watch birds, work in a pediatric critical care unit. and think, perhaps far too much. Saturday, September 15, 2007. Driven by the sea. Heaped above the tideline. The air is clear. Pick open the gifts. Wave-driven to your very feet. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View from the Guzzi. A place for my thoughts. Figs, Bay and Wine.