A long time ago in 1982, I was an obstetrics resident at the Royal Victoria Hospital. I was just beginning to realize that I was not destined to be an ob-gyn. So, I was not very happy then. Yet, there were some very special moments. I remember Christmas that year as very magical. The Woman’s Pavilion of the Royal Victoria used… Read More »A Christmas story in L&D
I entered the Jewish General hospital, past the clinic where I used to work, heading towards the radiation suite. It was strange to come back after 8 years away, and to walk in as a patient instead of a doctor. Five people stopped me as I walked down the hall. “Oh you’re back! Can I be your patient again?” I… Read More »Being Seen in the Worst of Times
It was a beautiful sunny day in the spring of 1980, the kind of day which promises you that it is really the beginning of summer. Janet, Jane and I were in Janet’s Fiat Spider. This classic sports car convertible was the beloved toy of her husband, but we were driving it that day. Janet and Jane sat in the… Read More »One day of sunshine
I have always been an unfashionable weight. As a young child in the ’50s and early ’60s when chubby cheeks and dimpled knees were the rage, people would stop my mother on the street and demand that she feed me. I was tiny, wiry and elfin and lived on a diet of salami, green peppers and cocoa with the occasional… Read More »The fat lady speaks: Obesity has almost killed me several times but not how you might think
In my last piece on tips for surviving family medicine residency, I touched on the red flags and green lights for choosing a partner. I also want to talk a bit about marital maintenance and how to stay married. Marriage, which I define as a long term committed relationship, is something that I have had a keen interest in all my working… Read More »Red flag, green flag: A few words about marriage
On June 26, I put a “Wednesday Cake” in the oven. Every few weeks I bring homemade cake or muffins to the teaching room. I try to do it often enough so that it becomes a tradition but not so often that it becomes an expectation. For the past 40 odd years on July 1, I have welcomed new family… Read More »Five survival tips for a career in family medicine
My very first clinical clerkship was in surgery at the Royal Victoria Hospital. It was two months filled with learning, new experiences and colourful characters. Perhaps I learned so much because I never left the hospital. We worked under conditions which are now unthinkable. The surgical team was, for some reason, very short handed that month. We were only a chief resident,… Read More »The red shoes
I am feeling even more scattered than usual this lately! My ADHD brain is being tested with multiple demands and my attempts to work part-time seem to be thwarted again and again. What is part-time for a family doctor these days? My three half days in the clinic seeing patients and doing clinical supervision, becomes almost three full days when… Read More »Scatterbrained
I was on call at the Montreal Children’s Hospital one spring night in 1979, when I was a student. The Children’s was just across the square from that temple of hockey, the Montreal Forum. The day had been normal. I was busy with several admissions to the sixth-floor ward where I was the clinical clerk. My resident was a good… Read More »The good old hockey game – in the emergency department
A few weeks ago, I was working out at the Cummings Centre gym. I have a great fondness for the Cummings Centre, the Golden Age, as my parents called it, or “Mineh Cloob” as my Bubby called it. As I walk into the building, I can see the bright red sculpture my great aunt created, still dancing while dusted with… Read More »Monday at the gym