loveandmedicine.com has had a great year. In case you may have missed something, here are all of the posts from 2019.
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I know there is a lot of crap out there to read. There is an epidemic of pseudo-science and medical BS being read by millions. Would you go to a plumber to fix your teeth? Don’t go to a celebrity for medical advice. I’m guilty of it too – remember when I bought Sex Dust? That was the old me 😉. Let’s not do that. In this blog you will find facts, not fads. I do my homework.
I have always had a thing about watches. In preparation for this post, I talked to people and nearly everyone had a watch story. The subject stirred up more emotion than any material object I’ve written about.
Watches are making a comeback. It’s part of that retro move. Another attempt to free humankind from the tether of the phone. Most of us check the time with our cell phone. I check the time on my phone even when I am wearing a watch – it’s a habit.
Enter the hybrid beasts, the Apple Watch and other smartwatches. Sales on these watches are rising and expected to grow. I’m an early adopter with a watch fetish but do not own one. People say they are awesome but I doubt they generate the love we have for the not-so-smart watch. They don’t carry the emotional, historical heft of an older, often analog, wristwatch. It’s all good.
Jewelry was included in my decluttering project. I only kept things that have a good story, without regard to how much they are worth. I had a drawer full of dead watches. I donated all of my old Swatch watches – how I loved those once! Fossils and random watches made their way to Goodwill.
I just got back tonight from a medical meeting in South Beach, Fl- American Society of Clinical Psychopharmacology. I try to make it to this meeting every year. Prominent leaders in the field present what is trending now- the latest and greatest. It is where I hear about new developments and then can decide where to focus my research efforts.
Florida in June is so underrated. The tourists have cleared out; it is like a different locale altogether. The ocean is totally swimmable- unlike often during Spring break – the water is warm, free of jellyfish and there is no undercurrent. Restaurants and shops are empty, it’s actually tolerable to be there.
I also spent time with my Dad and my step-mom, Eva. Those two are quite the pair. Eva is from Peru and is connected with everything South American in Florida. The Latino influence is everywhere: in the music, the food and…workout wear. No one wears black. She hooked me up with a Brazilian woman who sells the most colorful, affordable, comfortable leggings ever. The colors are vibrant and the patterns are so unusual.
I wore a pair on the flight home, the black and yellow ones – the least “loud” of course. They were super stretchy and a nice break from my black sweats.
Now if they motivate me to work out, that would be awesome.
When my daughter, Ayla, came home from Australia yesterday and handed me a Turkish towel as her gift, I knew what I had to write about today.
Americans are not so familiar with Turkish towels – they are all the rage in Australia. Pictures don’t do them justice. They are wonderful. Before we get to that, her gift also brought me back to the time we traveled to Istanbul, just the two of us. We were in Tel Aviv and we decided to take the short trip from Tel Aviv to Istanbul, a city on my bucket list.
Visiting a Turkish bath was one of the highlights of that wondrous trip to Istanbul, a city that bombards you with tastes and smells, ancient and modern, chaos and mystery. We walked with trepidation to Cagaloglu Hamami. It was built in 1741 by Sultan Mahmut, and is a gorgeous place.