More Notes From A Hospital Room, Waiting ...
Labels:
comfort care,
compassion,
dying,
hospice,
Michael
The spirit in bed is lingering. I wonder when it will be completely extinguished. There is nothing for me to do but stare at Michael and type out this bit of time.
"Comfort Care" - what the hell is it? Body comfort? Comfort for those of us watching him? I honestly don't know.
It's late. I should get to sleep in the other hospital bed, but I don't want to equate myself with him.
Posts
1 comment:
I can see that you are putting a lot of time and effort into your blog and detailed articles! I am deeply in love with every single piece of information you post here
Web Design
Post a Comment