New studies show therapeutic use of psychedelics can be useful in treating addiction, depression, and fear of death in the terminally ill.
I used to numb the area with a spray that is now known to compromise healthy skin tissue, then various topical meds that never worked for me; then I tried ice, but by the time everything got set up for the draw, it was more hassle than it was worth. So now I go commando and just suck it up.
Despite the establishment of large healthcare networks in the Hudson Valley over the past five years, the quality of the gynecological care here doesn’t measure up to that available in big cities.
When is boring preferable to interesting? Cancer appointments. No one wants to be the “interesting” patient.
Health Quest Medical Practice recently held a ribbon-cutting ceremony for its newest healthcare center in Highland. Located atop a hill on Route 299 between Highland and New Paltz, the 15,000-square-foot facility is a multispecialty office, housing more than ten providers who offer primary care, obstetrics, gynecology, cardiology and neurology.
It’s not my time to stop. Not yet. I still have plenty of bounce in me.
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A fallen leaf is nothing more than a summer’s wave good-bye… The heat begins to sustain itself, balance. Like the equinox I am honoring. The teens leave, I remain. I want to be reflective but I’m just grateful to have had a summer. I thought I’d be long gone in March.
As we headed outside, summer temperatures and a rain-free day meant that none of us had shoes on. Suddenly I channeled John McLane, the lead character in Die Hard, who performed most of the movie with bare feet, including the brutal scene where he walks on broken glass. “Hey!” I shouted to my family. “Take your shoes!”
We clicked instantly. We laughed so much, like the time I sat down to rest against a wall during a beer festival, happily digesting my bratwurst, the now-empty paper plate by my side. A few people walked by me, said something that sounded kind even in German, bent down and threw some coins on my plate. I was puzzled. When Michi returned from getting us some soda (wink), I shared my confusion about what happened. She burst out laughing, gasping out, “They think you’re a bum!”