Excerpt 11: Default to Goodness

 

My husband was dying from Lewy Body disease (think Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s combined). (Robin Williams made the right decision when given the same diagnosis.)

He was in a nursing home.

As he lay stretched out on the hospital bed, I gently caressed his forehead and forearm.

His last words to me before death:

“Stop petting me like a fucking dog.”

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