Category Archives: My Stories

After Life

Posted on September 14, 2020 by deconstructingdoctor

I think I have an unhealthy obsession with death. It is not clear to me when this started. I think I let it out of my subconscious 4 years ago after the sudden death of my mom. There was something … Continue reading →

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Postcards from the Edge

Posted on August 25, 2020 by deconstructingdoctor

The news cycle can be overwhelming. The onslaught of conspiracy theories, half truths, and misinformation that comes from social media and not so respectable news sources is a never ending battle. Who do you trust? Who is trying to manipulate? … Continue reading →

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The Results are in!

Posted on July 8, 2020 by deconstructingdoctor

The tension was something akin to a gender reveal party or maybe more like a walk to the gallows. I kept checking my patient portal for my test results. I was becoming obsessive with temperature checks. My temperature never rose … Continue reading →

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Schrodinger’s COVID

Posted on July 6, 2020 by deconstructingdoctor

Tomorrow is the 4 year anniversary of my mother’s passing and today I sit here awaiting the results of my COVID 19 test. I’m not sure that the two things have anything in common, probably just mere coincidence. It is … Continue reading →

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Protest Poster Ideas for BLM

Posted on June 3, 2020 by deconstructingdoctor

Don’t you hate when bloggers give this long diatribe before you get to the part you really want to read, like, when I was a kid I had this friend, blah blah blah. Let’s just get to it. If you … Continue reading →

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My Pleasure

Posted on April 18, 2020 by deconstructingdoctor

Am I the only one that is disturbed when the shiny-overly-smiling-faced purveyor of my chicken sandwich at the Chick Fil A drive thru responds to a simple “thank you for my chicken sandwich,” with “my pleasure”? I think it’s overkill … Continue reading →

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From the Skulls of My Enemies

Posted on November 23, 2018 by deconstructingdoctor

I have recently taken to the habit of drinking a glass of red wine from a clear glass shaped like a skull.  Not everyday, mind you.  It started after Halloween.  I decided to make a Halloween feast for my family. … Continue reading →

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The War of Christmas

Posted on November 13, 2018 by deconstructingdoctor

It was a typical Monday morning, I got the kids up and ready for school, dropped them off before the bell, and headed off to work.  Halloween was still fresh in our minds, the candy piled high on the kitchen … Continue reading →

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Endlessly Forever

Posted on November 10, 2018 by deconstructingdoctor

There are times when silence is necessary.  Quiet reflection, stillness, exhalation.  I found myself in a state of mind consistent with floating on the stillness of the ocean, buoyed by the salinity, the sun peaking in and out behind the … Continue reading →

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Unmade in America

Posted on June 20, 2018 by deconstructingdoctor

My 10th great grandfather and his family boarded a ship in Mannheim, Germany in 1663 bound for America.  They came to Germany by way of Amsterdam and before that France, seeking refuge from religious persecution.  Each new home offered only … Continue reading →

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