In my mid-30s, I knew what it was like to be a cancer patient, an advocate, and a caregiver. Or, so I thought. For the better part of my adult life, I had been the…
In my mid-30s, I knew what it was like to be a cancer patient, an advocate, and a caregiver. Or, so I thought. For the better part of my adult life, I had been the…
When Cheryl Stone’s mother had a stroke, her family had to make difficult decisions. She talks about how, despite barriers to communication, they learned what her mother wanted and advocated for her needs.
At 26, I sat with my father on the thin nursing home mattress he’d been assigned to two weeks earlier. A nurse, round-faced and glistening with sweat, whirled into the room presenting a tray of…
I am born into a multigenerational household and my grandparents practically raised me. My grandfather used to pick and drop me at my school for most part of my school life. On our way to…