It's free! Really it is . No strings attached, except I would love your comments and feedback. One Life is a parable of second chances. A fictional account of a man who has made poor choices regarding health and happiness who finds he has an opportunity to change his destiny. Written in a rapid fire, factual, and humorous tone, One Life provides essential guidelines for healthy living based on years of research and ...
Eaker Family Christmas Letter Circa 2011 It’s been another fascinating and baffling year at the Eaker’s so, because I know you have nothing better to do than spend 20 minutes reading my diatribes instead of bathing your pet squirrel, here is the 2011 edition of the Eaker Christmas Letter, or How to Not Win Friends and Influence People. We sent our first born to college this year, and for those of you who haven’t experienced ...
One has to admit, there is something intrinsically humorous about being an obstetrician/gynecologist. Putting aside the prepubescent school boy snickers, dealing with the subject matter of reproduction, intimacy, and “those parts” lends itself to jovial anecdotes and curious situations. I have discovered over the years that laughing at myself and the predicaments I attract ...
We gathered in plastic chairs on a cement precipice overlooking the Caribbean. A circle of 16 as diverse as snowflakes yet bonded in a brotherhood of common cause. We had just completed a week of medical mission work in St.Mary’s parish, Jamaica and were tired but joyful. Rev. Scott had suggested we close the week with a communion celebration and we all agreed that was a grand ...
There are certain milestones experienced in life that signify you are getting older. I am steadily racking up these watershed events like an extreme couponer gathering Sunday paper inserts. These touchstones include walking on the beach and discovering you’re wearing black socks with sandals, acknowledging that Metamucil is one of the four food groups, and having 68 pairs ...
A small ringlet of sweat meandered from the posterior aspect of my neck to the pool beginning to form in the small of my back. My once crisp white oxford dress shirt was pockmarked with translucent water marks like butter on wax paper and my “manly-man” deodorant was now as fresh smelling as a twelve day old bass. The 4 o’clock sun seemed to leap towards the earth increasing its intensity making me a believer in global ...
After another morning run, the final day in clinic loomed large. We were going into unchartered water, even for the ministry, as the place we were seving today, Islington, was new to the medical teams and was known to serve around 7000 persons in the surrounding community. The good news was that it was the most “modern” of the clinics, the bad news is that meant it may have a light in each room. We arrived at Islington ...
After a record setting day at Albany the fatigue seem to creep over us like a fog. We were all a bit more reserved on the trip back to the hotel, but it was a fatigue well earned. The third clinic day is often like the third quarter in a football game. You have lost the adrenaline surge of the first half and don’t yet have the finality of the last quarter. We knew this was a common feeling as our team leader had ...
Tuesday night at the hotel Marla shared her vision for ACE and the various outreaches it sponsors. One of the most exciting projects is the GreenLife farms. Designed to be the first self sustaining, totally organic farm on the island, it will serve as not only a revenue source for local farmers, but a haven for abandoned and abused children. ACE is committed to integration in the community and all of their projects ...
