Chronic Stress and Adrenal Response

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The hypothalamic pituitary adrenal (HPA) axis is our central stress response system.

In March of 2020 the specter of COVID-19 began to rise across the United States, Maryland went from three cases on March 5th to closing all non-essential businesses just a few weeks later. Continue reading

A Professional Noodge

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“Noodge – to annoy or bother with constant requests, complaints, or urgings. Also spelled “nudzh”, this is mean to pester with constant complaining, asking, and urging. It is similar to nagging. A “noodge” can also be someone who engages in such behavior.”  – from the Yiddish Slang Dictionary

Years ago early in my career our little IT department had a departmental administrative assistant named Tracy, who later worked for me directly doing IT desktop support. I was often impressed by how Tracy always managed to work the politics and bureaucracy of the organization to get things done from her lower-level position. One day I asked her how she did it. Her answer, “I’m a professional nooge and a pest.” Continue reading

Beauty School Dropout

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Billy Porter performs “Beauty School Dropout” on Jay Leno to promote the Tommy Tune 1994 revival of “Grease.”

Beauty school dropout,
No graduation day for you.
Beauty school dropout,
Missed your mid-terms and flunked shampoo.

This past Monday, I had my ten-year colonoscopy, after a few delays, twelve years after my first colonoscopy at age 50.  I got the bowel prep kit that my doctor prescribed from the drugstore; read the multi-day preparatory instructions multiple times to make sure I knew what to do, and began. Continue reading

Stepping Out and Starting Over

When is it too late to start over? I know a man in his late sixties who only discovered that he was gay a few years ago. As he has worked through what he wants for his life he recently made the decision that finding intimacy and possibly love with another man was important to him. After forty five years of marriage to a woman, he has decided to make a few changes.

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The Zeitgeist Of Our Time

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I was just a child during the protests of the 1960s. One of the last big anti-war marches occurred in 1971 when I was fourteen. I decided with my friends to attend the march in Washington, D.C., but my parents refused to let me go. I was furious with my parents, but I did not go, even though my friend went.

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Love-Hate Affair

“Oh my G-d, look at those flowers. Just beautiful. And that house. It used to owned by Mr. ____, he ran _____ Corporation. There’s no place like this anywhere. It’s so special.”

That was my mother talking yesterday as we drove around the downtown part of Nantucket Island where my family has spent summers since the 1960s.

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For A Brief Moment

At fourteen years old I discovered my attraction to men. My friend Josh and I had taken the train down to Philadelphia on a Saturday afternoon planning to wander around the city. There was a section back then on Sampson Street that was being touted as the next Greenwich Village and that is where we headed to.

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