My past year has been filled with so many amazing plant encounters that it's difficult to believe that I lived with my attention focused anywhere else over my 30 year lifetime. I often worried about corruption, pollution, and cultural delusion but I had no capacity to integrate my concerns into a functional approach to living. My entire reality changed when the plants called on me to reframe my idea of medicine. Even the word "medicine" has been decomposed and repurposed for a greater good than I could have ever imagined.Read More
Autonomy is how we justify losing our way
when Beneficence breaks our compass or
if Non-malfeasance fails to guide
so we carefully map Informed Consent to prove that we tried.
“Get a med student,” someone said. The chief looked at me with restrained optimism as she nominated me to convert this alleged miscreant to an obedient, trusting patient. Be careful, “This one’s got AIDS.”
While I contemplated which heroic maneuvers of interpersonal savvy might elicit my desired effect, a nurse helped me gather a hazmat bag brimming with supplies: a tourniquet, ethanol wipes, needles, tubes, stickers, gauze, and bandages.
The stench of rotting flesh cloaked me as I entered the room, and like an unbathed woodsman ready for the first hunt of the season, I was thankful for the camouflage. I considered that our patient might be nothing more than a lifeless carcass, surely not a belligerent being.Read More
It began in the middle of America when two years ago God told her, let’s pretend her name is Mary, that she must “seek medical care.” Mary had just finishing packing her groceries into the car when out of nowhere she heard a voice that she recognized as God. The voice told her that she needed medical attention. God didn’t tell her why, but only that she needed it. Mary had faith in her creator, so she moved across the country with her daughter to her sister’s apartment to find the best medicine that she could afford.Read More