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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Laughed at last line, though cringing and feeling the pain.
Thanks so much. Yes…rough journey.
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