Why the family meeting is important
“Are you saying, doctor, that mom’s not getting better?” Eleanor asked.
“I’m afraid so.” I replied.
“Someone should have mentioned this to me before.” she said, before returning her gaze to my shoes.
We were talking about Eleanor and Roger’s mother, Bertha, who had been hospitalized in our intensive care unit for three weeks. Bertha, 67, had been admitted with an exacerbation of congestive heart failure. Despite everyone’s best efforts, she’d steadily grown …
