During my father’s cancer treatment, I spent months taking him to chemotherapy, radiation, and medical appointments whenever I could return to Canada from overseas. What I witnessed was organized chaos. Doctors gave verbal instructions to a man with dementia. Those instructions would be forgotten. Written explanations were rarely provided during the encounters I attended, and we were not given a consistent, usable way to follow his care. He underwent tests for lung cancer and other conditions…
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