I present a reflection of my last months with my mother as I cared for her during her battle
with breast cancer. A practicing internist, I made the decision to bring my mother from New …

Jonathan Swift Afew weeks ago a 65-year-old woman in my practice told me about the
challenges of looking after her 89-year-old mother. Although she has a sibling nearby, she …

The quiet young girl with thick eyebrows arching over blue eyes sat quietly, waiting for her
chin to be sewn, and took it all in. The room was nearly full. Most of the people waiting with …

My fellow physician and friend died from a rare type of cancer. She was a model for me in
many respects. She showed me how to cope with a chronic disease together with a …

She texted me, asking me for advice about her new diagnosis of an aggressive breast
cancer at 43. She knew that I had retired about a year before from my work as a breast …

I miss my mom, who died last year, and I want to tell the happy story of her death, or perhaps
the story of her happy death through her choosing and accomplishing medical aid in dying …

When I was a new social worker, a series of events changed my clinical practice. I believed
academic pursuits and scholarly work were the key components to cultivating my clinical …

I recently received an unexpectedphone call from a former colleague. †œGreetings Dr.
Myers, thisis Dr. Beck calling. I'd like to see you. Icame home from work the other nightand …

T his is the exciting time of year when we graduate new classes of medical stu-dents and
residents. Med school graduation brings mixed emotions; the new doctors and I both know …

Just as the Friday evening efflux of staff begins, a patient with cancer whom I saw only days
ago is reported to be not quite right. She may not think so, but I have always liked her. At her …