Palliative care is when they make your pain smaller and your heart lighter, not just at the very end, but when any long illness makes living hard. You need it when the fight is to be comfortable, not to be cured. For someone who can't speak, you watch their eyes—a tight squint is a shout for pain.
I say this because when my aunt had her stroke, the government hospital gave us painkillers but no time. It was the NGO volunteer who taught us to read her face, to rub her feet with warm oil, to just *be* there. The medicine was for the body, but that care… that was for her and for us. The real pain was in the silence, and they helped us listen.
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