March 21, 2023
April 14, 2021
Rubber Ducky You're The One
What a variety of Rubber Ducks.
They were giving these away in the doctor's office.
Not quick sure why???
The guy gave me a half a dozen, and each duck is different.
Fun in the bath for the grandchild.
They float and make quack-quack. ;-)
(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
Rubber Ducky You're The One
March 1, 2021
Lots of Lenses
So many prescription strengths.
Trial and error to figure out what is the right one.
Hold it up to your eye or flip it into the machine.
How's things looking now?
A little stronger, no a little weaker.
Wait, stronger.
No, weaker.
Ah this is nuts.
How can I even see what the heck I am choosing.
Seeing is believing. ;-)
(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
Lots of Lenses
August 22, 2020
No, It's Not Fort Knox
I don't think I've ever seen this many surveillance cameras in one relatively small room that's not related to national security!
And there were even more cameras around me--they were freakin everywhere.
I get that people are afraid and want security, but seriously over a dozen cameras in the entry/waiting room to see a doctor!
Did someone go a little overboard here?
Maybe they had a bad experience, who knows.
Still, this is beyond dystopian and never a private moment shall one have! ;-)
(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
No, It's Not Fort Knox
February 5, 2020
Scary Model of Cancer
At first I wasn't even sure what it was.
Looks like a stomach.
What are those globs?
Oy, they represent malignant tumors (from what I understood reading the fine print).
Really makes it hit home when you see it in front of you on display like that.
So much suffering from illnesses like cancer.
G-d should have mercy.
We really need to find "the cure!"
Imagine what a day that will be. ;-)
Scary Model of Cancer
August 11, 2017
Like Removing A Nail
Ouch!
So this week when I had a ingrown toenail removed, I said jokingly to the podiatrist:
"Do you do waterboarding also?"
Ok, funny, not-funny. Still got a chuckle!
But in removing the nail, the technique is really so amazing.
They inject the toe with a local anesthetic, but hey even the injections into a sensitive toe could be pretty uncomfortable.
So before the injection, they spray you toe with a freezing spray, so you don't even feel the injections.
When he actually removed the nail and chemically destroyed the nailbed so it wouldn't come back, I didn't feel a thing.
I mean, I literally didn't feel a thing!
It was a wonderful feeling--whatever he did, however much it would've hurt--it didn't.
I thought to myself in a wave of anesthetic and freeze-numbed delight, this is absolutely wonderful.
No pain, not even a pinch.
I could sense everything going on around me, take it in, think about it, even mull it over again and again, and just smile.
In a way, I thought how wonderful life would be to have the ability to think in the head and feel from the heart, but have no pain or suffering in the body.
Yes, there are plenty of damning and painful thoughts, memories, and heartaches, but for the body to be numb (even momentarily) to all the bad stuff that actually felt pretty good.
How would it feel if the mind and heart also felt no pain and only bliss--I smiled even more. ;-)
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
Like Removing A Nail
April 30, 2016
Losing The Weight
Now, I am a little more realistic in my dreams and understanding of my capabilities.
Since my hips started deteriorating almost 3 years ago, and I had the 2 hip replacements, it has been challenging at times with mobility and of course, weight gain.
But as I continue to get back to myself, some people have been particularly encouraging and inspiring to me.
One is a terrific doctor that my wife had recommended, and she told me straight up to just lose the weight.
She told me about JuicePlus pills--which I found a cheaper version with JuiceFestiv that are capsules for organic fruit and vegetables that energizes and also fills you up.
She also told me simply what her principle has been, "Eat half!"
Next, I am grateful to my friend, Jacob Elbaz, who told me how he wants me around a long time as a friend and with my family.
He also had good advice, "Just one pound a week...how hard is that?"
Finally, I am grateful to my wife who in a most caring way is cooking the right foods now and making me lots of healthy mush--some of it even edible.
With G-d's help, I believe that I can do it! ;-)
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
Losing The Weight
April 29, 2016
Better Than A Cadaver
Better Than A Cadaver
August 19, 2015
Part 2 - Birds Of A Feather
In my May 30th blog, G-d is Good, (Some) People Not So, I wrote about the accused Rabbi Jonathan Rosenblatt of the RJC, the now known "Sauna Rabbi," who the New York Times disclosed about having some unorthodox and usual practices of getting naked with children and young adults.
Yesterday in the New York Times, I read the follow up to the story that Dr. Donald Liss, the Chairman of the Board, overruled the board who demanded that Rabbi Rosenblatt leave the synagogue, and now many of the board members are resigning over this travesty of justice and members are leaving the synagogue to start break-away prayer services.
At the end of my last blog on this subject, I wrote: "One last thing I will say, there are others in that community that were involved."
One of the others involved, guess who?
Yes, the Chairman of the Board who overruled the community and is protecting Rabbi Rosenblatt.
I grew up in Riverdale from the age of 10 when my family moved from the upper west side of Manhattan. I attended SAR Academy, the local yeshiva. My family had many lovely friends in this community and we attended the RJC where we were members for over 20 years.
Dr. Donald Liss significantly older than myself and my friends growing up frequently invited us to his house in Riverdale to "learn" Torah and for Shabbat meals, although the learning frequently turned into talk and banter and "wrestling." Dr. Liss, as a doctor of rehabilitative and sports medicine, claimed great interest in my physical fitness as a youth and my practice of martial arts. He started to run and workout with me and my best friend and this at times lead to more "wrestling" matches.
Later Dr. Liss provided me a Summer job in his and his brother's practice at Englewood Hospital. Dr Liss was quite well off and took advantage of me that my family was less so and I needed a job. He provided me the opportunity to work out there in their "gym" during lunch and then when I would change in the locker room, he would invariably show up to talk with me.
Other times, he invited me to go on vacation with his family to the Poconos to babysit his kids. I remember one particular time, I went running on the trail there, and he came. When we got back to the house we were staying in, he dropped all his clothes in the kitchen area in front of me and his wife and totally nude just started talking.
Other times, when I would work out in my apartment in Riverdale with weights or stretching for karate, even during the day, Dr. Liss would show up. And he would also invite my friend and I to his home to lift weights and more "wrestling".
As I got older and smarter, I realized Dr. Liss's behavior was not normal, and his interest in my workout and my Torah learning did not seem innocent any longer. I stopped getting together and taking his phone calls. His calling, hang-ups, and messages increased.
I met Dr. Liss one last time to put an end to his harassment, and I confronted him that I thought despite his being married with kids and his professing of religion that he had abnormal tendencies, and I wanted him to stay away from me. He pretended to be shocked at my allegations as a Jewish man who sat towards the front of the synagogue and was learned.
When I moved to DC, the only contact I had from Dr. Liss was when he tried to friend me on Facebook, which I promptly cut him off.
That Dr. Liss would now protect Rabbi Rosenblatt and overrule the wishes of the Riverdale Jewish Center is a Chillul Hashem and travesty of justice.
Every word in this blog is true, and I hope it helps the community and the victims to get over this tragedy and desecration of G-d. The good people who wish to grow up and pray without unwanted advances of some sick individuals hiding behind many veils of religion and family deserve their community back.
Part 2 - Birds Of A Feather
October 24, 2014
Psychotherapy, In The Beginning
The girl is lying on some pillows on 2 chairs.
The Freudian doctor leans over the girl and is yanking on his goatee listening intently...and analyzing!
A man, that I assume is the girls dad is in the background, hovering protectively and hoping she is feeling better soon.
The mind, like the body, unfortunately can get sick.
And we need to take care of ourselves and seek help to get better.
Fear not the competent doctor who really cares and sincerely wants to help (and is not just in it as a pure business).
Pray that G-d guides him to heal you and give you strength in body and peace of mind. ;-)
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
Psychotherapy, In The Beginning
December 20, 2013
Prosthesis Anyone?
The surgeon is listed as a top doctor in Washingtonian Magazine.
Next to the medications, bandages, and splints was this statue of a sailor with a wooden leg.
I suppose the message is clear--if only he had a good orthopedic surgeon, he could have a modern functional prosthetic instead of this old wooden leg.
Well, thank G-d for modern medicine, and hopefully it will only get better and better with time. ;-)
(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)
Prosthesis Anyone?
June 8, 2013
Life Is A Real Hoot
My daughter had her molars removed and in the office they had an urn labeled "Ashes of Problem Patients."
In the hospital, I saw someone coming in complaining of shortness of breath and on the computer monitor, they simply abbreviated it next to their name as "SOB".
On another note, had an awful experience trying to make some darn hotdogs tonight (I can't cook for beans!): I left the hot dogs out on the counter to thaw for longer than expected, threw them in oven which wasn't working, took them out and put them in a pot of boiling water, and finally fried them up with some Ah-So sauce--yes, they were absolutely disgusting.
Life is a real hoot, isn't it? ;-)
(Source Photo: Dannielle Blumenthal)
Life Is A Real Hoot