Author: Hschichie

  • Reform

    I have been hesitant to write about this for years because the memory is so painful. And I have been watching my friends divide and unravel in the last week. I have remained silent. Part of the reason is that I am a privileged white woman. I am. I see this fight. I know this…

  • Fight for your Joy

    I got on my bike last weekend. The wheels were covered in bird poop and the tires were flat. My bike shorts are a little snug due to embracing the COVID carbs but I pretended I was a burrito and snuggled on in anyway. For some reason the clips were missing from my bike shoes.…

  • Dear America,

    We need to chat. It seems our relationship has become tangled and a bit complex in the last year or two. And to be perfectly honest, the last couple months have been a little trying. Here’s the thing. I really, really like you. I have never doubted that a life of incredible opportunities is nestled…

  • How My Daughter Prepared Me for a Pandemic

    Life changed within a week. For so many, everything was changed, altered or destroyed; plans, expectations, jobs…… March came in like a lion and left like a pack of demon mutant Zombies that multiplied into April, camped out through May and are trying to nestle into June. It is hard to watch everything crumble before…

  • Love me a Scientist

    Haaaaannnnnngggggg on readers! Put the children to bed, pour yourself a glass, put your ego aside and hang on. Mama’s on a rant. I have tried. Really I have. I wake up everyday, pull out the black yoga pants that are next up in roatation, pour myself a cup of coffee and sit at my…

  • In Spite of Ourselves-

    Years ago Hubs and I sat at the table after dinner. We shared a bottle of Cab and listened to Pandora. John Prine and Iris DeMent sang ‘In Spite of Ourselves’; a gritty, no nonsense song about the silliness of loving another and loving that person in spite of our crazy flaws. In spite of…

  • All The Feels

    I am a crier. I have always been. I don’t shy from a good ol’ fashion ugly cry- the kind where you look in the mirror after, all puffy and shrunken and think, “Who stole my face?” It’s a good thing I dont mind a cry. There have been days where I’ve wondered how many…

  • Grief in the Time of Corona

    Us Grievers are a funny lot. We look normal. We act normal…..most of the time???? And many of us function fairly well in everyday society. But tiny variables throw us off a bit. And slightly bigger issues, say a worldwide pandemic, trigger emotions that search for a place to live. Emotions buzz the face, fester,…

  • A Disruptive Variable and the FDA

    Being in the rare disease space, I have been privy to several clinical trials. Clinical trials are extensive, they can be difficult in the rare disease space and many times, companies who have developed a drug for a rare condition do not get that coveted FDA approval. This lack of approval is devestating. The financial…

  • My Disruptive Relationship with the FDA Part 1

    The last 18 months, I have had the amazing opportunity to see how the FDA operates in regards to drug development. It really is amazing to witness the process. The mission of the FDA is as follows: The Food and Drug Administration is responsible for protecting the public health by ensuring the safety, efficacy, and…