For all of you Ms. and Mr. Hospital Corners out there, I see you!
No, I don’t see or care how you made your bed today, but I do care about how you’re holding up as caregivers.
Due to rapid decline from pulmonary hypertension (PH), my son Cullen received a heart and double-lung transplant almost eight years ago. When I take him to post-transplant appointments at the hospital, I look for you.
I usually find you somewhere in a hospital corner trying to smooth out your emotional wrinkles. I see you struggling to tuck away bad news or a bad day as you consider comforting words for your loved one to rest their head upon.