From where I live, I see Oregon Health Sciences University rising high in the west hills like a second downtown. To get to Pill Hill you have to wind your way up through a stand of lush green trees, as if you're heading out for a hike in the woods. But instead, at the top,... Continue Reading →
week five: our humble bodies, our glorious breath
Before this week, I'd only been in a hospital room once, about 15 years ago. All I remember is the dimness of the room at night and how bad I felt for crying the whole time, for making a sick man give me comfort. As my last post noted, I'd been avoiding visiting my friend... Continue Reading →
Tracy Burkholder 