First in a series. My wife, Jill, who was diagnosed with Huntington’s disease (HD) in 2018, doesn’t like…
Carlos Briceño
Carlos Briceño is a journalist and director of communications who, through the grace of God, has been blessed with a brilliant, beautiful, and courageous wife and daughter. He currently lives in Maryland, about a half hour away from Washington, D.C., with his wife, Jill. In 2018, Jill found out she was gene-positive for Huntington’s disease at the age of 41, while his daughter found out she was gene-positive for HD in 2019 when she was 22. Jill and Carlos write about their day-to-day struggles and triumphs to share their knowledge and to let others know they are not alone. Carlos loves to evangelize, read, play soccer, and pepper his conversations with — according to family members —really bad puns. (For the record, Carlos thinks his puns are really punny and funderful.)
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Articles by Carlos Briceño
One of the supervillains from my childhood was Mr. Freeze, who was featured in DC Comics and the…
Thinking about death isn’t pleasant, and neither is talking about it. But my wife, Jill, who is gene-positive for…
The month of August just happens to be when I, my wife, Jill, and her nephew, Jackson, were born.
Who knew a bucket of gum could make such a big difference in the life of a hospital patient? During…
I love to write, but staring at a blank screen before my fingers start to press down on the…
Sleep has lately been a great concern for my wife, Jill, and me. After she recently had a meltdown about…
Because my wife, Jill, and I live less than half an hour away from Washington, D.C., commonly listed as one…
Recently, a reader of this column posted a comment that touched me. It also reminded me how precarious the caregiving…
Twenty minutes. I was leaving work 20 minutes later than planned, which meant I would be late to pick up…