Three Things That Make A Difference
“Are you Mrs. Bernstein’s daughter?” The attending physician asked as I rush through the double doors of the emergency room. I see my mother a few feet behind him, yet he directs me into a corridor, away from her. What he says next comes to me in sound bytes. “He collapsed…” “We’ve been waiting for you to get here…” ”Efforts to resuscitate have been unsuccessful….” Resuscitate? I knew this moment was coming, but that didn’t mean I was prepared for it. My stepdad Milton had been sick for a number of months. When he died on January 14, … Continue reading