This reads a bit like the medical profession's inability to acknowledge its own fallibility.<p>I don't know if I would have qualified as a "daughter from California", but I have intervened in the care of a couple of family members, and in one case in particular it was for a pretty flagrant cock-up.<p>I'm busy with my own life. I haven't always been able to visit relatives as often as I'd like. I try to ask questions about their health when the topic comes up, but I also have to trust them and their caregivers to be competent.<p>But when there's a serious life event, I'll show up, and bring curiosity with me, and sometimes that uncovers mistakes made by people who are simply less invested in the well-being of my relative.<p>In my grandfather's case, some long-term health issues got him admitted into a home hospice program. Overall, it was a great program. But, he was in it for well over three years. Home hospice is structured to last for around six months. There's a common drug cocktail of benzodiazepines and opioids that gets administered in increasing dosages to bed-ridden hospice patients, to help "ease them along". It's not common knowledge that this happens and it can be done without the family's knowledge or consent. In cases involving pain or anxiety or end-of-life care, it's a kindness.<p>But the medical literature specifically advises against it in elderly patients that are still mobile, because it significantly lowers their blood pressure and when they stand up it can cause them to pass out.<p>That's what happened to my grandfather. He got banged up pretty good and admitted back into the hospital, which is a bad place to spend much time when you're elderly. He was hallucinating when I saw him and his mobility was far worse than it had been when I saw him several months prior.<p>So, I started asking questions, got caught up to what was going on, started pressing the matter, and finally got to pitch his case to a visiting internist, who reviewed it and then agreed that somebody had put him on the wrong program at some point and the rest was just a combination of game-of-telephone and just-following-orders.<p>Dosages were gradually decreased, he regained full consciousness, got some PT, got out of the hospital, and had another couple of years of grandchildren and great-grandchildren and friends and so on.<p>"Daughter from California Syndrome" may just as well be a term for the systemic errors that many people in medicine would prefer not to acknowledge.