Packing Her Flowers and Letting Go
I brushed her hair first. We had time before transport came — the kind of time that moves like thick […]
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Mom, stroke, Uncategorized
The Quiet Room
In the corner of the neurology wing at the hospital – there’s a family room with a dim lamp and
Hospitals Have No Place for Daughters
I didn’t have a badge.Or a title.Or a name on the visitor list. I wasn’t a spouse.I wasn’t medical.I wasn’t
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Mom, stroke
Things I’ve Learned While Changing My Mother’s Underwear
There are things no one tells you about caregiving. Not the nurse.Not the hospital social worker.Not even the well-meaning family
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General, Mom, stroke
The Stroke I Had to Argue Into Existence
She came in from walking the dog, and something felt… off. It wasn’t dramatic. No collapsing. No screams. Just her
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General, Mom, stroke