One of my favorite bands put on a music festival¹ in April that I’d been looking forward to for months. I had hung out online the day tickets were released, to catch some before they sold out. I made hotel reservations way in advance. And I planned what food I’d bring with me to keep… Continue reading What I Did When a Music Festival Demanded I “Prove” My Disability
Dear United States Preventive Services Task Force: I hoped, when you published your draft recommendation statement for Celiac Disease screening last May, that the feedback you received would discourage you from taking this further. It would have been far better for Celiac sufferers in the US — of whom over 80% are undiagnosed — if… Continue reading Dear USPSTF: You didn’t mean to feed these anti-Celiac monsters. But you did.
I’m reading Northanger Abbey. It is a spoof of gothic novels of Jane Austen’s time, so I suspect I’m missing a lot of the humor. To understand it better, I’ve downloaded — free — some of the novels read by Northanger Abbey’s heroine, Catherine Morland. On that magical day when I’ll have time to read… Continue reading Jane Austen’s Caution to Female Patients
In which I go to work dressed as the undead. For my health.