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Addie’s Hope

Addie’s Hope Opinion A PIECE OF MY MIND It was on a warm September night that we snuck my was when it really hit me: Adrianna was vivacious, Julie M. Cornfield little white dog, Georgie, into the hospital where my strong, unbelievably kind, and outgoing, despite, or Palo Alto High School, Palo Alto, California. father works. He had made a promise to a dog-loving maybe because of, such sickness. It was easy to feel patient that he would bring in the hospital dog to visit comfortable with Addie, as she made all of my own her, but that was before he knew that the dog had anxieties melt away. Adrianna was happy with the retired. But, a promise is a promise, and my father company. With a wide smile and giggles, she was just a knew that this was an especially important one to little girl with Georgie in her lap and me perched on the keep. So, in a towel-covered dog-carrier, well after vis- edge of her bed. iting hours, we carried Georgie through a maze of “Oh, Dr Cornfield, I almost forgot. I have a card unfamiliar hallways, doors, and spiraling steps. Soon and balloon for you,” Addie smiled. http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png JAMA American Medical Association

Addie’s Hope

JAMA , Volume 313 (15) – Apr 21, 2015

Addie’s Hope

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Opinion A PIECE OF MY MIND It was on a warm September night that we snuck my was when it really hit me: Adrianna was vivacious, Julie M. Cornfield little white dog, Georgie, into the hospital where my strong, unbelievably kind, and outgoing, despite, or Palo Alto High School, Palo Alto, California. father works. He had made a promise to a dog-loving maybe because of, such sickness. It was easy to feel patient that he would bring in the hospital dog to visit comfortable with Addie, as she made...
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American Medical Association
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Copyright 2015 American Medical Association. All Rights Reserved. Applicable FARS/DFARS Restrictions Apply to Government Use.
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0098-7484
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1538-3598
DOI
10.1001/jama.2014.7871
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25898046
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Abstract

Opinion A PIECE OF MY MIND It was on a warm September night that we snuck my was when it really hit me: Adrianna was vivacious, Julie M. Cornfield little white dog, Georgie, into the hospital where my strong, unbelievably kind, and outgoing, despite, or Palo Alto High School, Palo Alto, California. father works. He had made a promise to a dog-loving maybe because of, such sickness. It was easy to feel patient that he would bring in the hospital dog to visit comfortable with Addie, as she made all of my own her, but that was before he knew that the dog had anxieties melt away. Adrianna was happy with the retired. But, a promise is a promise, and my father company. With a wide smile and giggles, she was just a knew that this was an especially important one to little girl with Georgie in her lap and me perched on the keep. So, in a towel-covered dog-carrier, well after vis- edge of her bed. iting hours, we carried Georgie through a maze of “Oh, Dr Cornfield, I almost forgot. I have a card unfamiliar hallways, doors, and spiraling steps. Soon and balloon for you,” Addie smiled.

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JAMAAmerican Medical Association

Published: Apr 21, 2015

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