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I miss those needles

February 22nd, 2004 · Comments Off on I miss those needles

I do. Today’s trip to the vet to care for a sick pup got me into conversations about animal handling and health: how blood is drawn from a dog, how kidney stones are removed, how pets are held during protocols. I started thinking about my own experience handling animals while working with mice in a […]

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Saving up for a sick pup

February 22nd, 2004 · Comments Off on Saving up for a sick pup

The girls and I spent much of the day helping a sick pup get to the vet. This involved a drive to the emergency clinic, across the bridge in Poulsbo. But I was happy to help. I had set aside today for resting and catching up. So I had time. Although our day took a […]

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Why I studied biochemistry

February 21st, 2004 · Comments Off on Why I studied biochemistry

As the final installment to my series of why I didn’t become a doctor then why I didn’t become a hacker, I figured I should write about why I did do something in school: why I studied biochemistry. Inspiration for this story also came from Jay McCarthy’s comment in a post last month: This is […]

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What it means to be a Real Man

February 17th, 2004 · Comments Off on What it means to be a Real Man

Wink wrote a couple posts yesterday describing how some women and men can use little things to define masculinity. I don’t want to write a lot in response to these posts of Wink’s. I’d like to encourage others to read what he has shared. And I’ve already written most of my feelings and experience of […]

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Another perspective

February 11th, 2004 · Comments Off on Another perspective

on my post Why I didn’t become a doctor from Paula, a physician and poet describing herself as one who holds the title of “world’s longest maternity leave” and “world’s oldest intern.” I enjoyed reading her experiences, the pictures in her phrases and poetry, her feelings at seeing “pink coccobacilli through the microscope lens. “. […]

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