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"Wine is an easy solution to a problem that no one plans on fixing."
"Josh died on Jan. 18, 2018, in his mother’s arms, 354 days after his diagnosis — and my world, as I had known it, ended."
"I refuse to watch my patients die because of absolute chaos that could otherwise be avoided, while, sadly, we are told to keep quiet as the ship we’re on sinks."
"We as a society need to stop telling women that taking an uninterrupted shower is taking care of yourself," the author writes.
“'What’s it like having people thanking you for your service everywhere you go, James?' I asked. 'You might think this is an exaggeration but you asked,' he said. 'It’s an act of violence.'”
"While other family members refuse to engage, I’m triggered into a primordial rage by the videos he texts me 'because he loves me and wants to help me wake up before it’s too late.'"
"Not everyone is aware of a big issue that makes starting a family prohibitive for those of us in this profession."
"The doctor told me there was no rush, even though the radiology report stated my tumor was 'of concern.' In fact, she was going on vacation for two weeks and her schedule was full."
"They were lightweight, PG versions of us with no complicated backstories. Must be nice."
The “mommy and me” construct reinforces the myth that mothers have “magical bonds” with children, putting all the pressure on mothers for caretaking duties. At the same time, it pushes dads away.
"I’ve been accused of pushing my 'homosexual agenda' onto kids through my writing. So, I will confess: They got me. I’m guilty. I do have an agenda."
"The idea of going back to mandatory, full-time virtual learning makes me feel like the walls are closing in on me."
"When I found myself suddenly quarantined with COVID-19 — after a good cry, some brief shame, and a little guilt — I felt relief."
"The hundreds of conversations I've had made me realize so many people, including doctors, really have no clue about someone like me."
"How could something so good possibly be bad?"
“Coming back tomorrow?” I heard one bedside ICU nurse ask another. “Absolutely not. I’m off. You couldn’t pay me enough to get me here tomorrow.”
"I wasn’t in touch with myself or my needs and, in fact, I felt guilty for having any."
"On the day of my husband’s cardiac arrest, many things had to go right for him to survive."
"All of this pearl clutching feels especially ironic, perhaps even disrespectful, in light of White's own approach to comedy."