(re-run) I have never liked roller coasters. I puke on the teacups ride. I don’t like to dive, and I brake hard on steep hills on my bicycle. I have figured out that I don’t have the thrill gene. Of my three children, one of them has it. She likes to scuba dive and ride… Continue reading The Thrill Gene
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X Marks the Spot, A Genetics Story
My chorus carpool buddy was amused that I took a college course called Baby Zoe. It was 300 women and two guys in a lecture hall, learning about the human reproduction system, pregnancy, and birth, one of the best college classes I ever took. And I took meteorology, horticulture, ice skating, and Swimming 101! Most… Continue reading X Marks the Spot, A Genetics Story
Living with OCD
(OCD) I always knew I was different in the way I perceived the world. I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, but Instead of needing to do classic hand washing or constantly worrying about germs, I had other weird rituals, like never leaving the house without a Kleenex and needing to have a regular routine. I married… Continue reading Living with OCD
Living with OCD
(OCD) I always knew I was different in the way I perceived the world. I have OCD, but Instead of needing to do classic hand washing or constantly worrying about germs, I had other weird rituals, like never leaving the house without a Kleenex and needing to have a regular routine. I married a last-minute,… Continue reading Living with OCD
Living with OCD
I always knew I was different in the way I perceived the world. Instead of needing to do classic hand washing or constantly worrying about germs, I had other weird rituals, like never leaving the house without a Kleenex and needing to have a regular routine. I married a last-minute, no plan, fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants kind of… Continue reading Living with OCD
Living with OCD
I always knew I was different in the way I perceived the world. Instead of needing to do classic hand washing or constantly worrying about germs, I had other weird rituals, like never leaving the house without a Kleenex and needing to have a regular routine. I married a last-minute, no plan, fly-by-the-seat-of-his-pants kind of… Continue reading Living with OCD
