Gerard DiLeo
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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
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My substrack at https://substack.com/@drdileo
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After I had my staging surgery for my suspected lymphoma, in the recovery area I asked the anesthetist about how my depth of anesthesia was monitored. I was concerned because I remember awakening during the procedure. It wasn't painful, despite my abdomen being open, but I do remember the OR personnel talking.
By Gerard DiLeo8 months ago in Fiction
Notice
Sir(e): Allow me to introduce myself, which invokes a great irony: that someone you hired yourself and then continuously employed for eight years should need no introduction. One would think. In fact, my name should go without saying. And to that, you remain self-honest in that you don't remember, let alone say, my name. So I put my thoughts herein, in writing.
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Journal
My Address to the Graduates at the University of Phoenix Commencement
Chancellor, faculty, parents, loved ones, and virtual students: Thank you for inviting me to be your commencement speaker at your esteemed university's graduation convocation. Imagine my surprise and delight when I learned online about my honored invitation. At first I didn't even know about it, but then I checked my spam bin.
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Writers
Of Another Kind Altogether —PART 9 of 9 (CONCLUSION)
The next time Marilyn Mayer saw Missy was 68 years later, when the girl she knew at 18 was now 86. Marilyn, herself, was 90. They had each had long and complex lives, including five professions, three husbands, and four children between them. Strangely enough, it happened that both were sitting across from each other on a commuter train. It was late in the evening and they had the car to themselves.
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Fiction
Of Another Kind Altogether Part 6
“So, Miss Mayer,” Dr. Jacobson offered, “tell me about you. Are you happy? Tell me what you think about things.” Marilyn looked back at the psychiatrist. It was her initial visit with him. “I’m very happy now that I’m pregnant.”
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Fiction
Of Another Kind Altogether—PART 5
Marilyn had a busy day planned. It was her “doctor” day, as she was scheduled to see her OBGYN, then the psychiatrist to whom she’d been referred, and after that, blood work. Although she realized none of that applied, she wanted to be a good sport in case someone wanted to commit her.
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Fiction
Of Another Kind Altogether—Part 4
Marilyn sat in her OBGYN’s office for her first prenatal visit since being discharged from the hospital. The doctor was very late. She stood up in the crowded waiting room and approached the desk. There, a receptionist who couldn’t be any older than 18, looked up with a scripted smile.
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Fiction
Of Another Kind Altogether—Part 3
Dr. Tilden didn’t know what to do now, if anything. As the radiologist reading Marilyn Mayer’s prenatal ultrasound, she couldn’t understand the patient’s non-plussed reaction to the results being “puzzling.” Nor could she understand what Marilyn had meant by “everyone else” being in danger instead of her pregnancy.
By Gerard DiLeo10 months ago in Fiction
