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...treat creative individuality with the same suspicion as recreational drugs. You don't want to call too much attention to yourself, or put your security clearance at risk. It's no wonder that in middle age, so many of our successful men end up wearing work socks to bed with costly prostitutes...
...fracture patients get a week or so of intensive physical therapy as soon as they are medically stable - but Sandy would have nothing to do with it. "Please don't let them put me in the warehouse - I'm fine, doc - just need to get back to my own bed, feed the cat, catch up on the papers." I didn't press the rehab thing, figuring that the case managers, whose full-time job is patient-disposition, would deal with it. Maybe having a clear goal helped, because he did get better amazingly fast - from nearly dead to bright...
...Domar: It's certainly a diagnosis that falls within the range of obsessive-compulsive disorder. But the way I'm looking at it is not for women who meet the criteria as a true OCD perfectionist. I'm talking about your average, everyday woman who feels uncomfortable going to bed if there are dishes in the sink. Or who feels guilty if she goes out to dinner and leaves her kids with a sitter more than once a month. Or who has a hard time finishing a project at work because she feels it isn't quite good enough...
...There has been a lot of research now on the benefits of acknowledging what is good in our lives. Getting yourself a notebook or a journal and in the evening before you go to bed, jotting down what that day you are grateful for, can have very significant positive impact on your mental and physical health. My mother died a few years ago and it was clearly the worst thing that ever happened to me. I decided to keep a gratitude journal and every night I wrote down what I was grateful for. It's really hard to do when...
Very early on the morning of June 30, 1860, a murder took place at an English country house called Road Hill. The owner's son Saville Kent, 3, was gently, silently lifted from his bed. His assailant suffocated him, stabbed him in the chest, cut his throat and finally dropped him head-down through a hole in the servants' outhouse. His body was found later that day. In the months that followed, the Road Hill House murder became a national obsession. It seemed to reveal some sick secret truth lurking in the hushed, upholstered heart of the Victorian household; Wilkie...