I make my way down the aisle of the plane, squeezing past my fellow passengers and plop down in my assigned seat. Sitting next to me is a middle-aged woman with a kind smile. As the plane takes off, she begins making small talk: ”What do you do?”
I silently debate, do I adopt my travel persona or answer truthfully? Answering honestly will result in one of two things; either we …
This is why hospice work is so fulfilling
As I sat in my hospice interdisciplinary group meeting, reviewing the many patients who have died in the past two weeks as well as our new patients, there was a slight break in the discussion. Being ever the multitasker, I clicked on a New York Times article I had been meaning to read and scanned the first two sentences: “When my husband died from cancer last March at age 37, …
The imaginary line between doctor and patient is truly precarious
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