It is dark. I am in the street, driving downtown. W is with me. We are on our way to a meeting. At the intersection, I prepare to turn right. I peer intently forward, trying to observe any pedestrians in the intersection, searching for signs of a moving shadow in the street.
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Tag Archives: Doctor D
Still in the Woods
I am still in the woods. Or in the doghouse. I cannot be sure which. I very much wish that I could speak with Dr H but I do not see her for another week.
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Scratching the Surface
He remains fascinated by the brain. “Working with it teaches you about suffering, and the unpredictability of life, that the more we know about the brain, the more we realize we don’t understand. We are still scratching the surface.”
A neurosurgeon comments on his work
Scratching the surface is what I have been doing for the past 45 months. I have been an experiment of one in the unpredictability of life and all of those ineluctable aspects we still do not understand.
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