As staff tended to a busy emergency room, the unknown man stood outside the back window of the emergency department, placed his hand over his heart and held
The nurses looking after my dying father at the moment. He’s not going down without a fight and they’re helping him all the way. And
When I was sixteen (in 1965) I ran away from home. I lived on the streets for months and got into a pretty dire state.
As a physician specializing in neurosurgery at an academic medical center, I appreciate the unhappiness many patients have with the present healthcare delivery system that
In the old days, she would be propped up on a comfy pillow, in fresh cleaned sheets under the corner window where she would in
My doctor sat at his desk facing his computer as he read through my chart and got updated on the various specialists I’d seen and