Saturday, April 30, 2011

Dear Kate,


While I don't technically graduate until August, we hold our hooding ceremony in May to coincide with the University's regular graduation.  I don't have to walk at the standard graduation (thank goodness), but I have been told, rather strictly I might add, that everyone is expected to attend the hooding ceremony.


I think it's interesting that they first tell us how special and memorable the whole thing will be - how it'll be an honor to have our hood placed around our necks by the program director and clinical director.  But then they have to threaten us to attend.


Maybe I'm not the only one who is excited about getting my Master's degree but not excited about "sharing" it with two of my least favorite people?


Still debating attending,
Bora.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Dear Bora,

It's so funny you should mention this because I have a pregnant friend who was talking about placenta pills just the other day. Apparently, as long as you ask for your placenta before the birth, you can take your placenta home, dry it in your oven, shred it in your food processor, and then put it into pill containers you can purchase over the internet. You know, for those modern ladies who think eating your placenta in a stew might be gross. Me though, I'm going to eat it raw- maybe make it into a smoothie. I feel like the some of the hormones and nutrients might be lost in the cooking process. I just thought I should let you know so you'll be prepared when you get your invitation to my back-yard baby-pool birthing-extravaganza.

Love,
Kate

PS: The prefered term these days is "socially progressive environmentally conscious nonconformist"

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Dear Kate,

As you know, I'm on my Pediatric Rotation right now.  I've been in the nursery and NICU for the past few weeks so my life has been all "babies, babies, babies." Yesterday I was talking to the Neonatologist when she, seemingly randomly, brought up the fact that humans are the only mammals that do not eat the placenta.  She then mentioned having studied a book back in the '80s about natural childbirth, breast-feeding, and eating the placenta as placenta stew.  I know you once joked about having your baby at home in one of those kiddy pools so I thought I'd look up the recipe for you just in case you decide to be one of those white granola chicks.

Love, 
Bora.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Dear Bora,

Clearly this woman just needed you to give her a few more examples of our family's incredible sense of humor concerning medical matters. Did you tell her about how when you had mono I drew skulls and crossbones on your water bottles? Or how you threatened to spit on me with your poisonous mono-saliva? What about when I had my wisdom teeth taken out and you and Mom used one of her bras as an icepack (and then took pictures)? Certainly sharing a few of those crazy stories we used to make up about Brian's chest cath scar would convince her of the superior nature of our family jokes. Please let me know her response after your next encounter. I'm curious to know whether she deeply apologizes for not originally appreciating our comic genius or if she grovels at your feet and begs to be a part of our hilarious family.

Love,
Kate
Dear Kate,

I was telling someone about how you joke that you are going to go blind one day when to get hit in the face by a misthrown football that causes your retina to detach. The nurse didn't seem to think that this was funny. So I tried to explain our sense of humor by explaining how when we thought I might have multiple sclerosis that mom told me she'd make me a really nice afghan to put over my invalid legs and you told me to get a cool backpack for my wheelchair so you wouldn't have to carry stuff anymore.

Apparently this explanation did not help.

I love our humor,
Bora.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Dear Kate,

Oooh, that's a hard one.  Plus, you stole the most delicious motherly advice we've been given.  Apple crisp is a delectable part of a nutritional breakfast (and if you choose to add a scoop of ice cream, you can remember that it's dairy just like milk).

Hmmm... I'd have to say that I am most thankful for her advice on comebacks.  As you know, the extent of my comeback skills is limited to crying and saying, "Oh yeah?  Well, you're - you're a meany-head."

While I rarely used any of the comebacks that mom has suggested, she certainly helped with catharsis.  She gave me the words I was lacking to get some of that anger out and off my chest.  Honestly, imagining saying, "Thank you.  Thank you for being such a great example of what I hope never to be" to my least favorite professor ever is far more rewarding than actually saying it.  

Especially because it would probably really come out more like, "Thankyou for being... a show of what be Ihopenot... meany-head."

Love,
Bora.
Dear Bora, As I sit here eating my mid-morning snack of oatmeal raisin cookies, I am thankful for our mother, who taught us that anything with oatmeal or fruit in it is a suitable breakfast item. What motherly advice are you most thankful for today? Love, Kate

Monday, April 4, 2011

Dear Kate,


I was going to reply that yes, it is weird that you have an opinion about High School Musical, but then I realized that I was only going to say that because I hate that movie (which, by the way, is an opinion about that movie). So in this case, we are both weird, but I just happen to be right and weird (which is slightly better than wrong and weird like you).


Love,
Bora.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Dear Bora,

Did you ever notice how much more amazing the first High School Musical movie is than the sequels? Is it weird that I'm 27 years old and have an opinion on this?

Love,
Kate