My poor mother got hospital delirium last night. The nurses called me at 5 a.m. in the hopes that hearing my voice would help orient her. It didn’t. “You’re not my daughter. I don’t know who you are, but my daughter wouldn’t have put me in this awful place.” MomContinue reading
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