Author: David C

  • Segregation

    It has been about a year since we moved out of the “inner city.”  It’s an experience we are still processing with many mixed feelings, among them relief, disappointment, and shame.  It is a relief to be able to walk around the block without fear of hearing gunshots, to sleep at night with working heat and running water…

  • Anniversary of Theft

    My wife reminded me that it has now been one year since we were last broken into.  She was partly reminded of this because our car was broken into last week, an incident in which only a cheap phone charger and several quarters were taken.  This occurred despite having moved to a “nicer” area of the city, one in…

  • Failing Faithfully: Created, Fallen, and Waiting

    Failing Faithfully: Created, Fallen, and Waiting

    [This is an advance post in a series from the ESN blog.  You can find the first part here or here.] In the first post of this series, I was ruminating about a patient who had a rapid decline in health and social circumstances, culminating in a recent scan that showed the possibility of cancer even while…

  • Failing Faithfully: The Futility of Medicine (Scholar’s Compass)

    It was stunning news. I listened with disbelief as my colleague described how a patient of ours, in whom we had uncovered a host of serious diseases over a few years, was now newly diagnosed with cancer after an incidental scan. In addition, his social supports had been eroded and I thought about what it would…

  • Pediatrician to Parent to the Passion

    I stopped and put my fork down on the plate.  There was still food on it, but an emotional force had interrupted my appetite.  My wife and I had been sitting at the dining table, chatting idly about preparations for our child, now nearly 34 weeks old and still in the womb. 34 weeks.  In the mere act…

  • Exercise-o-phobia, Lungs, and the Womb

    I haven’t exercised in several years.  Really, the only time I run these days is when someone is literally dying.  I run to Code Blues in the hospital.  I run to stat messages on my 1980’s style pager.  And that’s about it. It’s shameful.  I’m a physician who routinely counsels children and adults about the benefits of exercise…