illness
Deadly Delirium
The day I showed up at the hospital, Pat’s nightmare had been running almost ceaselessly for several weeks. I found him tossing in bed, sweat pouring from his face, as he strained against the cloth ties tethering his wrists to...
Strong Faith Should Help at End of Life
Iadmit that I don't have a strong religious belief system. But, I admire those who possess strong faith, especially when it comes to the frightening prospect of illness and death. My friend Lisa dreamed that Jesus was calling to her...
The Poetry of Grief
Being at the late end of middle age, I've found that turning to poetry has helped me sort through events of the world and my own life lately. People my age and older are often sorting through bouts of grief...