Comments for: A father’s grief opens door to drug discussion

I read the obituaries just about every day. It’s a habit I’ve had for years, starting back in the 1980s when I was a practicing nurse. In those days, I looked for the names and faces of my mostly geriatric patients, noting when someone whose bedside I had… Read More
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