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Guest post by Lettie Kirkpatrick Whisman My only daughter lived nineteen years with a terminal muscle disease—she never walked or weighed more than fifty-five pounds. She had to be dressed,…
Guest post by Lettie Kirkpatrick Whisman My only daughter lived nineteen years with a terminal muscle disease—she never walked or weighed more than fifty-five pounds. She had to be dressed,…
Sometimes it seems as though one strange disease process leads to another. My mom had already been diagnosed with neurocardiogenic syncope (which caused her to pass out if she stood…
Guest post by Katy Gloudemans There is a phenomenon experts term emotional drowning. It is the feeling of sinking slowly, then briefly coming up for air only to frantically flail…
Guest post by Jen Baylor We all know that caregiving can be a demanding role. My first caregiving experience was as a paid caregiver, starting at three hours a night…
The phone rang one evening shortly before bedtime. It was our son Brian in Atlanta. “Sorry to call so late,” he said, “but I wanted to let you know I…
Guest post by Sarah McCormick “I really hate that I am such a burden on you.” My oldest daughter chimed in, “Grandma, quit saying that. You are not a burden!…