I prayed for a bed': the fight for my father in the US healthcare system
Briefly

As I headed back to New York City from my parents' new home in New Jersey earlier this year, I had a feeling Papa was going to die... deciding on a time to remove his breathing device and inform the rest of my family.
My suspicions were confirmed on 6 February, the day before he died... In retrospect, I don't know why I thought he would survive.
Read at www.theguardian.com
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