A Father’s Day in the life of a busy caregiver
When I sat down to write this column, I hit a bit of an initial roadblock. I’ve been writing columns here for over a year…
When I sat down to write this column, I hit a bit of an initial roadblock. I’ve been writing columns here for over a year…
As I sat down to write this week’s column, my imagination flipped on its silly switch. I couldn’t help but picture a sick cartoon liver…
When I started getting sicker from metabolic dysfunction-associated steatohepatitis (MASH), doctors prescribed several medications to manage my symptoms and, hopefully, prevent further damage.
My son Finley is a ball of energy. At times, he’s hard to contain. He’s opinionated and, like all 4-year-olds, has extremely selective hearing. And…
Last week marked one of the two times each year when I see most of my doctors to check on my ailing liver. I call…
I’m not a morning person. Truthfully, nobody in my household is. Still, our weekday morning routine frequently features at least one sleepy and grumpy individual.
It’s been over a year since I started writing this column about my family’s experience with progressive familial intrahepatic cholestasis (PFIC), and it’s been…
Every week, like clockwork, I ask my daughter to give me her list of foods she’d like for the week. Since I’ve given up having…
My two young boys are in full-time day care or school, so we’re no strangers to illness in our household. Between the sniffles, the coughs,…
Three years ago, I had a heart attack. Yes, I know this column is focused on metabolic dysfunction-associated steatohepatitis (MASH), a type of fatty…