Life as a Caregiver - a Column by Colleen Steele

Colleen was born and raised in New Jersey, and received a Bachelor of Arts in English from Immaculata University in 1994. She lives in Washington state with her husband and two sons. Her oldest child was diagnosed with idiopathic pulmonary arterial hypertension when he was 8. At 14, he received a heart and double-lung transplant. Colleen’s love for writing, experience advocating for her son, and determination to spread PH awareness inspired her to become a columnist and forums moderator for Pulmonary Hypertension News in 2019. In her column, “Life as a Caregiver,” Colleen is open and honest about caring for her son, his PH experiences, and life post-transplant. It is her ambition to educate and inspire others facing similar challenges.

In loving memory of a good neighbor

Cornered. That is how my son Cullen, 25, and our family felt when he was diagnosed with pulmonary arterial hypertension in 2008. But being cornered isn’t as scary when you look around and see who’s in the corner with you. Compassionate and knowledgeable doctors, nurses, and social workers were…

Can caregiver burnout be eased with a new shade of fingernail?

I’m the almost-pour-milk-onto-my-mom’s-plate-instead-of-in-her-cup kind of tired. The dump-potato-chips-instead-of-cat-food-into-my-cat’s-bowl kind of distracted. The place-things-on-my-parents’-stairlift-instead-of-carrying-them-up-or-down-the-steps kind of exhausted. My name is Colleen Steele, and I have caregiver burnout! It’s not the first time I’ve burned the candle at both ends. I cared for my son Cullen, 25, many times through this level…

Ho no! Christmastime is here again!

“God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen” is one of the oldest Christmas carols. The lyrics, which have been altered numerous times to adapt to changes within the English language, are drawn from the Christmas story in the Gospel of Luke. In the 21st century, the common definition of rest is to…

In defense of the journal

It’s been a rough day. I change into my comfy clothes, pour a cup of tea, prop up my pillows, pull up a cozy blanket, and start to write. Others might open with “Dear Diary,” but I begin with a prayer: “Dear God, please help me …” As I mentioned…

Patients are losing patience at the medical check-in kiosk

When patients arrive at a medical facility, they often expect to be greeted with a helpful smile and comforting voice, not met by an inanimate object that could add to the complications illness can perpetuate. According to the Kiosk Information Systems website, “the demand for patient self-check-in and virtual…

Music deserves a note of thanks

Music is a universal gift given and received by people of all ages, ethnicities, and cultures. Its versatile melodies, rhythms, harmonies, lyrics, and instruments adapt to any person, place, situation, mood, and event. Music is the keeper of memories, the creator of dreams, and the healer of mind, body, and…

When faced with a trying situation, my son tries harder

My 25-year-old son Cullen has been trying to deal with trying situations since he was a child. For years he explained to both his parents and medical professionals that something more than asthma or anxiety was making it difficult for him to physically keep up with his friends. A correct…

How I am coping since my husband passed away

I thought I knew how I grieve. I’ve lost many loved ones over the years, including those in the pulmonary hypertension (PH) and transplant communities. Each death hit my heart with varying degrees of force, but the grieving process was always familiar. I found comfort in being…