Notes of an Anesthesioboist

Wherein an adult student of oboe chronicles her adventures in music, medicine, and faith, and other stories... “Novelists, opera singers, even doctors, have in common the unique and marvelous experience of entering into the very skin of another human being. What can compare with it?” -Willa Cather

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Thursday, June 21, 2007

Writing, Reed-ing, and a List of the Week

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When my eighth grade English teacher, Mrs. Riederer, asked us to keep a journal, she changed my life. To each of us she passed out a super-s...
Thursday, June 14, 2007

Pie It's Not; or, Two Steps Forward, One Step Back

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Why, oh why, just when we seem to be making progress, do we suddenly BOMB? Yesterday's oboe lesson was so WEAK. I don't know what ha...
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Monday, June 11, 2007

Scales

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"Down the road someone is practising scales, The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails..." from Sunday Morning by ...
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I'm a wife & mom. I'm a doctor too. I listen to classical Christmas carols all year round (they make me happy). I also love to read, write, cook, eat, dance, play music, and ponder things. I do a lot of my pondering here.
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