There’s something to be said for saying, doing, trying or experiencing something for the first time. Who doesn’t remember those important first milestones that helped shape your future life? The first of anything can make lasting impressions. Few people forget their first kiss, first date, first love, first pet or even their first day of school. I can barely remember my last good night of sleep so I’m fairly convinced that my ability to remember anything remotely resembling my first night of uninterrupted slumber is equally elusive. Let’s just call that a wash. More…
With school out for the summer, kids will be off to both day and sleep-away camps. To ensure your child’s health and safety, be sure to get them a physical before they head out of the house. And if your child has other activities for the summer that don’t require physicals, get them into the doctor’s office now because they also conduct school physicals.
In Jupiter, Papa Chiropractic and Physical Therapy gives physicals for just $20. You can’t beat that price! Although appointments are always suggested, walk-ins are welcome. The office is located at 2632 W. Indiantown Rd. and is open Monday through Saturday. More…
My mother has Alzheimer’s disease. My father is a Holocaust survivor. Four days after leaving my ex, he had a freak accident. Six weeks later he was dead. What’s a girl to do?
It’s not like I won the lottery with topical humor (that I can get away with publicly). No, I didn’t have the warm and fuzzy drunk uncle or the “curious” cousin who wore thermometers in her hat so she could determine the temperature of her lobster thermidor from any bowling alley. I had real people and real situations that protocol does not allow us (or at least not me; at least not yet) to make fun of in any sort of public forum where someone would actually pay me to tell the story. More…
The other day I had an appointment for physical therapy (I’m still dealing with the remnants of a fractured and severely sprained ankle as well as torn ligaments and tendons; it’s no picnic, I assure you). As the elevator slowly rode up, it stopped one floor ahead of my destination. A distinguished, elderly gentleman entered and I politely informed him we were going up before it would go down. More…
I wish honesty and good will would make a comeback, like bell-bottom jeans and comfort food. Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone knock on your door who made you think you were going to be the recipient of great news or a check from Publisher’s Clearinghouse? Instead, we wonder who is trespassing and what they’re trying to sell. We worry more and venture less. We live in a culture of fear and suspicion. More…
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