Wednesday, May 28, 2025

 


May 24, 2025

Cold continues. The furnace itself was cold and came on of its own volition. Dug a little, planted a tiny patch of red 4 o’clocks. E cannot recover, lies in considerable discomfort in her hospital bed and, though counseled by nurses about ways to stop treatment, clings to life, crying that she’s afraid to die. She wants every possible measure taken. Even the nurse’s saying bluntly “you’re going to die anyway” didn’t move her. Visibly, she had no kind of life that you’d want to prolong. Hard to know what is in people’s hearts. 


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