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Two vignettes

All stories come from life as we live, observe and participate in it. These are two stories among many I’ve come to know over the years, especially the years I spent doing nursing ┬áhome consulting. When I was asked several … Continue reading

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Your fingers tremble as you lift the fork up to your mouth. Your lips begin to bite the cake long before it reaches them. Your smell is strong with urine, and your clothes, buttons missing, are spotted with food. Your … Continue reading

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