The memory of my grandfather standing in our powder room struggling with his ileostomy bag is indelibly printed in my brain. My grandparents had come to visit with my parents and the bag had leaked. PawPaw never had a cross word for anyone and he didn’t talk much. Andy always said PawPaw was a lot like God. He didn’tContinue reading “Bladder Cancer – A Family Experience”
Dr. Suzanne Minarcine 