Word: doctor
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Irving Moskowitz is no household name. Even in Miami Beach, where the 69-year-old doctor lives most of the time, he is barely known, except perhaps as the husband of the nice lady who runs the Judaica shop over on Lincoln Road. In Los Angeles, where he made a considerable fortune, Moskowitz is renowned--in the tiny, working-class town of Hawaiian Gardens, that is--for taking over its bingo parlor and turning it into a multimillion-dollar money machine...
...serotonin was until I found out I didn't have enough of it. I hadn't been sleeping well--for years, it seemed--and I went to my general practitioner for help. I described a pattern of waking up two or three times every night. "That's textbook," my doctor said. "Textbook what?" I asked. He stunned me by answering, "Textbook depression...
...after all and that my moods weren't merely molecular. Then the inevitable slippage started. With plottable predictability, as if my brain were a slowly draining beaker, my sense of well-being sank and sank until I felt lower and darker than ever before. I went back to a doctor--a specialist this time--and asked flat out for Prozac, by then the subject of books and articles. One week later I felt fully restored and resigned myself to a humbling new self-image: neurochemical robot. I felt like one of those cutaway human heads used in TV commercials...
Once I'd lost my pharmaceutical virginity, it was impossible to get it back. The Prozac, as my doctor had warned it might, stalled my libido. From approximately my waist down to my knees, I felt like the Invisible Man. I tried another drug, Effexor, but didn't like the trembling in my hands. Next came Wellbutrin. It packed a punch. The week I started taking it I was watching CNN when news of Yitzhak Rabin's assassination broke. I wept through the night and the following day. Oddly, the crying felt good, like a catharsis, and I wondered...
...star in the yet unreleased film Nevada. She recently moved into his home in the Hollywood Hills, along with the two children she adopted with Stevenson (William True, soon to be 5, and Lillie Price, 3), and a menagerie of assorted cats, dogs and birds. "It's like Doctor Dolittle in the city," she says. "I can't believe a man would open his arms to this road show," she laughs...