Being diagnosed recently with Congestive Heart Failure means a lot of encounters with nurses in the Emergency Room, labs, and hospital floors. Yesterday, as I endured another scan, the nurse who uses ultrasound to find veins couldn't do so on me. She was so kind and empathetic because she knew her actions hurt me. I... Continue Reading →
The Beauty of Caregivers: Gifts from God
For six days, I watched the tender care that my 93-year-old mother-in-law receives from her caregivers, three women and one man. They help her get in and out of bed, go to the bathroom, keep her clean and her hair combed, and cook and feed her. Twenty-four hours a day, one of them is with... Continue Reading →
