The doors of the hospital whooshed open and I nodded at Pedro’s intern who headed out as I headed in. She smiled and stopped to chat. “That was quite the experience last night, wasn’t it?” I nodded numbly. Pedro had started convulsing just hours after receiving his first chemotherapy treatment… Read more“Faint”
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Scrumptious Date Bars
Until I moved to Arizona, I had never met such a large concentration of people who didn’t care for chocolate–which posed a real challenge for when I needed to fix treats or desserts for my students. And then I remembered how my mom used to make date bars when we… Read more“Scrumptious Date Bars”
