This has been a tough first year. My life in the great state of Texas reads like a fairy tale and I always planned for and expected the “happily ever after” part. Didn’t work out quite like I planned. My husband of nearly a decade, who was my earnest cowboy hero, died a year ago on Aug. 16 after a terrific and fierce battle with cancer. Throughout the treatments and the after effects, I thought right up until the very end that he would get better.
When is a fern not a fern? Well, we all call this plant “asparagus fern,” but no, it’s not actually a fern at all. You can count on this plant with cascading foliage to be super hardy, green and lush even through our summers of relentless heat.
Recently, the Opinion page of the New York Times included a brief description of the problem facing primary care physicians who are confronted by a patient who wants a narcotic pain medication. When I started practicing medicine over 40 years ago, doctors ordered urine drug screens in order to discover patients who were taking street drugs such as marijuana, heroin, etc. Today, urine drug screens are being recommended and/or required to discover patients who are NOT taking their prescription pain medication and other drugs that have a high potential for abuse.
While we harbor no disrespect for the Wall Street Journal who called us “that scrappy little paper from Southeast Texas,” we prefer to think of ourselves as simple seekers of the truth. We’re of the opinion that headlines and sound bites never tell the whole story. Our readers demand all the facts, facets and flavors of every story or event. And, they expect to be informed, educated and stirred to action.