



Like I’ve pointed out before, my grandfather owned a dairy farm and frequently I’d spend a week or more up at the farm, away from my Dad, Mom and sisters. It was pretty nice and I learned a lot. It … Continue reading
Now, as a physician, I’ve experienced all too many encounters with the DNR form. The very worst personal account came when after years of discussion with my Mother, my sisters outvoted me and Mom was actually like crucified hanging in … Continue reading