Fall Risk (or, What I Learned From a Hideous Yellow Hospital Band).

My daughter was hospitalized last summer for what ended up being three days. Wasn’t on either of our agendas. Inconvenient, painful, disruptive. Humbling for sure. Upon admittance, in addition to the typical ID bracelet, she was also required to wear a bright yellow wrist band.  The words FALL RISK were emblazoned across it. A pair […]

John. The Love of My Life.

I’ve never met the man but his name is John.  I won’t give his last name but you can ask Inez.  She’s sure to tell you…over and over again.  She resides at a nursing home in Newton NC.  The memory unit. When I first introduced myself in the dining hall she told me of her […]