We were a couple of days shy of the first official Sunday of the holiday season. I called everyone around my mother’s bed. Gathered around her bed we sang every Christmas song we knew; it was as if my dying mother had become everyone’s mother.
When most people hear the term palliative care, they look worried or confused. Introducing myself to patients and families as a palliative medicine physician, I commonly hear things like, “Does this mean I am dying?” or “I am not ready for hospice.”