My friend’s mother was coming to the end of her grueling fight with breast cancer. As a palliative care physician in a local hospital, I had used my network to help arrange home hospice services for her in her final days. By then she had become so sick from the relentless chemotherapy that she was spending most of her time either vomiting or sleeping. But finally, in hospice she was able to rest. The hospital bed was pulled into the center of the living room and she held court with her family.

She became increasingly sleepy and unresponsive.  When I was visiting the house a few days before her death, my friend pulled me aside. “My mother made me promise to make sure she never had any hairs growing on her chin. But now I’m seeing one growing. What should I do?” (…) Read Full Article Here

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