Submitted by: Doreen Bosse Streetman My mom was bed bound when she died. She had broken her hip and did therapy, doing pretty good, but as she lost weight, it became harder for her to bear weight on her leg that had the hip surgery. Then over […]
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My husband has been recently placed in a healthcare facility. He’s only 63, and six years into his Alzheimer’s journey. We laugh together, cry together, and think how great it would be if there was a cure. Learning to live together separately is gut wrenching. It’s very […]
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