STWR

Lost a post somewhere in cyberspace and it's just like riding a New York City bus:  Ya gotta have time. Where is this post? Could be anywhere...

Kate was in a much better mood last night, in other words really jolly.  The day before when we went to visit Dr. Otsuka and his minions, she came home as mean as a snake. Hates hosptials, hates doctors, hates meds. Should live in the 12th century. But she doesn't hate the right people as far as I'm concerned. She should hate the really stupid unpleasant people that we all deal with everyday. This visit to Dr. Otsuka's clinic for children and called something fancy was amazing. People were on time, polite, smiling and helpful. I liked that alot.

Today I interviewed a 4th grade student at the Magnet School for Technology and Communication whose water color shownin a local art show had received some recognition and praise. An Adorable kid who clearly adores his art teacher but has never really been to an art museum...His parents don't speak really good English and this morning I was working up to a rant about children with restricted options. But then I met his parents this afternoon and they dont speak great English. But the Dad turned up with the grandmother, mother and older brother for a photo session and interview with the Daily News. They are clearly warm and loving people who support his older brother who plays basketball and their youngest who wants to do nothing more than draw.

Oh, what is STWR:  Sledding the Wrong Way. Diagnosis from Docs in a Box complete with misunderstanding of silent W