Congratulations, graduate! What a time of fabulous change (and ok, maybe a bit of future-is-now anxiety, too.)  Whether you’re already hustling for

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The first time my dad went to the hospital, it was easy to talk about his medications, because he wasn’t on any.

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My mom called me to tell me my dad had a fever. At the time, I lived in fear of fevers. Fevers

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I walked so much at New Orleans Jazz Fest last week that by the time I got home I was finally ready

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When my dad was on hospice, medical equipment magically appeared at our home. First there was a hospital bed and a wheelchair.

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You already know how I feel about writing down passwords (hint: don’t do it), so maybe you can guess where I think

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