Enjoyed this and want to let us know? Drop us a text Trigger warning: Episode discusses death, grief and choosing to die. This is part two of a series. If you haven't listened to Episode 12 where I first introduced you to my mum Carolyn and her decision to pursue voluntary assisted death, start there. On the 11th October, we threw my mum the living wake of the century. It was supposed to be four months before she died. We had time. We had plans. Then that night, she couldn't breathe. ...
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Enjoyed this and want to let us know? Drop us a text Trigger warning: Episode discusses death, grief and choosing to die. This is part two of a series. If you haven't listened to Episode 12 where I first introduced you to my mum Carolyn and her decision to pursue voluntary assisted death, start there. On the 11th October, we threw my mum the living wake of the century. It was supposed to be four months before she died. We had time. We had plans. Then that night, she couldn't breathe. ...
Enjoyed this and want to let us know? Drop us a text Six years ago, my friend Carolyn was a successful TV executive who liked to blend into the background. Then she lost every single hair on her body to alopecia - and it forced her to become the most confident version of herself she'd ever been. Carolyn Ozkoseoglu is the Vice President of Sales and Distribution at Sony Pictures Television, working in an industry notoriously obsessed with appearance. When Alopecia Universalis stripped away eve...
Big Stuff With Danielle Colley
Enjoyed this and want to let us know? Drop us a text Trigger warning: Episode discusses death, grief and choosing to die. This is part two of a series. If you haven't listened to Episode 12 where I first introduced you to my mum Carolyn and her decision to pursue voluntary assisted death, start there. On the 11th October, we threw my mum the living wake of the century. It was supposed to be four months before she died. We had time. We had plans. Then that night, she couldn't breathe. ...
