04-30-2017, 04:12 AM
If all went well, my friend was transferred to a nursing facility today. I'll try call him again Monday. We spoke twice on the phone while he was in the hospital. He was accepting of his inevitable fate in our last conversation, but pretty heavily medicated, so in and out. It reminds me of when my dad was in hospice. Each conversation might be the last.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse