When the National League uncle came down from his upstairs apartment on New Year’s Eve and uncharacteristically announced, “I don’t feel good,” that's when his American League nephew mobilized and took him to the hospital. When the habitual never-complainer complains, then its the top of the first inning and its likely to be a long game.

The majority of caregivers are better at taking care of others than they are at taking care of themselves. The stereotypical belief is that this is a willful act of self-sacrifice, but I think it is more often just a discrepancy between two unrelated skills. The skill to take care of self and the skill to take care of others really aren't related, and they aren't inversely proportional.

From the moment I met them I knew there was a promise being fulfilled. Selene had just returned home from in-patient hospice where she was put through a tornado of pain medication adjustments, resulting in a hurricane of side effects. Before I met them in the afternoon after Selene's first night home, Emilia had already called me at least eight times in one week, maybe more than that.