Missoula or Bust!

Missoula or Bust!

Trip #1 – “You don’t have to do this,” Hank’s mother said, a fortress of good sense, and aware that I was still in the clutches of a cold. I had reluctantly agreed to go with Hank and his father, Ralph, on my first ever motorcycle ride to Montana....
Down the Rabbit Hole

Down the Rabbit Hole

It’s Not Just for Rabbits A friend sent me an email several months ago suggesting her healthcare experience as a topic for a blog post. She was excited to find a Primary Care Clinic in her city that sounded perfect. They advertised, among many things, time to get to...