by Deborah Bayer | May 18, 2019 | Uncategorized
Tomorrow, on May 19th, it will be two years since my father died. I still think of him every time a little bird comes to my window, especially if it comes at just the right time. Sometimes it tells me I am on the right track with my writing. Sometimes it’s there to...
by Deborah Bayer | May 11, 2019 | Uncategorized
When I was a new attending physician, I stumbled across a book that changed my life. I was browsing in Borders in the self-help section, just to see if something called to me. I found Full Catastrophe Living: Using the Wisdom of Your Body and Mind to Face Stress,...
by Deborah Bayer | May 4, 2019 | Uncategorized
I ran across this question in my twitter feed today. Is it possible to mourn the living? The line came from a poem written by a medical student grieving the aging of her grandmother. As a previous Hospice Medical Director, my answer is Of course. As someone is aging...
by Deborah Bayer | Apr 27, 2019 | Uncategorized
It helps me to understand what motivates me. Thirty-five years ago, when I decided to apply to medical school, I used Richard Bolles’ What Color Is Your Parachute? to help me move from the vague notion of wanting to help people to the specific way I wanted to do that....
by Deborah Bayer | Apr 13, 2019 | Uncategorized
This past week I was at a large Continuing Medical Education (CME) conference held at a casino in Atlantic City. It’s been many years since I attended this conference, but the distance of time gave me a chance to appreciate how much I have evolved. Meals were...
by Deborah Bayer | Apr 6, 2019 | Uncategorized
I wasn’t ready to write a poem about my breast cancer until I finished all my treatments. During chemo and radiation, my energy was going into survival. It wasn’t until I was in recovery from the toxic, life-saving therapy that my pen began writing. And even then, I...
