July 20, 2026
by Dr. Plastic Picker

It’s 4:43am and I can feel my body adjusting to the weird time change between Copenhagen and California. I guess it’s a 9 hour difference? But it’s nice to be up at 4:43am because this is the time I used to get up before I started binge watching Kdramas about 4 years ago. I stopped binge watching Kdramas and Cdramas, and did a puzzle yesterday that I had purchased at a cool little book store in Copenhagen. So most of yesterday was doing this neat puzzle spread all over the kitchen table, and watching the World Cup Finals (Argentina vs Spain) at my good friend Dr. LC’s house.
It was such a beautiful day. They live very close to us and it only took about 15 minute to get there by car, so technically the entire trip there and home was all electric on my hybrid. I was going to buy something to bring, but I was so immersed in my puzzle that we didn’t have time and our daughter did not want to miss the beginning of the World Cup. For some reason this year, EVERYONE has been watching the World Cup – even me. We watched it before we traveled to Copenhagen, and then while in Copenhagen and then on our return to Copenhagen.
How many times did I write Copenhagen? Five times! LOL.
But while we watched the World Cup, I did not mention Harvard too often. Someone mentioned Williams College multiple times but in a very natural way, as there was a son of a friend who is a sophomore there. We mentioned judges names, Speech Team, Law School, Election, CEQA, various prep school names, various colleges (and made fun of Stanford), various medical specialties, various lawyer fields. We talked about the H3SD summit, facetimed my sister who was in Tennessee but who knew several people at the World Cup 2026 watch party because Dr. LC’s family is close with her family too. My sister made arrangements to meet one person there in Indianapolis because that person’s 18 year old daughter is niche Instagram famous in the baton twirling/drum major world. In that world if you have 8000+ Instagram followers you are very famous. I watched my niece who is a 16 year-old drum major jumping in the background of the Facetime call because she was so excited about the meet-up to come in Indianapolis.
We talked about careers, and work-life balance. We talked about clinical work (as there were two adult cardiologists there) and someone was excited about her next clinical research trial that does address health equities in this rare neuromuscular disease. We talked about soccer teams, and summer activities and YMCA camps. We talked about cerviche and Golden Chopsticks Salt and Pepper chicken wings, and there are two locations now – one in National City and one in Mira Mesa? We talked about Harvard, mostly because other people chatted about it in a natural way. We didn’t talk about it, but I learned from my daughter who has been avidly following the World Cup that Messi was 500 million + Instagram followers because he is the most famous soccer player in the world. The 19 year old star player from the Spain team who is a rags to riches story has 80+ million followers. But I was reminded that in the Instagram world 8000+ is famous as well if you are a baton twirler but in soccer you have to have 80 million+. Me? I have 3000+ which is all I ever wanted. I was happy when I got to 1500+.
The day was filled with little moments like that and memories. I had the best nap of my life in the corner of my cardiologist’s friends house as the breeze came in so lovingly on World Cup 2026 day. I sat close to our daughter and she leaned against me. I woke up just in time to see Spain score! Dr. LC was rooting for Argentina because his brother-in-law in from Argentina, and I got to watch my friend Dr. LC watching his text messages for little video clips from his brother that were filled with the light blue and white striped jerseys.
It was a beautiful day yesterday. We got home and I finished the puzzle. Mr. Plastic Picker came home and ate the left-overs we brought home from the party (Cerviche and the chicken) and listened attentively as we recounted our outing to our family friend’s house. Then he took our daughter driving and they drove around the parking lot as a local university that is safe to drive around.
It was such a lovely day, and I am reminded how much work it takes to create that community. A text message from the wife half of the lovely couple. I saw glimpses of her throughout the day, darting back and forth making everyone feel loved and comfortable. She is so filled with light and love, and impish humor and strength. I am grateful to know this couple and their family and their network. And I would not know them as well if I hadn’t become Dr. Plastic Picker and reached out to the smartest and kindest and most Harvard cardiologist that I know. I would never had that beautiful nap and that beautiful day if I hadn’t decided to dive into climate and health advocacy. I am so grateful for this life, and for yesterday. We almost didn’t go because I was so immersed in my puzzle, and I’m naturally very introverted. But my daughter feels very loved at that house as well, and she really wanted to watch the World Cup and see our family friends. She said “Mommy, we should be in community.” And we were.










