Monday, November 02, 2015

Fall is setting in. It's cool. It rains every day. The Seattle gloom is here.
My life is quiet. I'm working a lot. Probably not taking enough vacation.
Steven's life is stressful. His father isn't doing so well though. His father has decided wants to die, sooner rather than later. He has COPD. He is CHF. To further this, he has stopped taking all meds except his comfort meds.
Comfort meds. That's a new phrase I had not heard before.
The thing is, now that he's off almost everything but morphine, is that he feels much better.  It's occurred to him that he may live for months instead of dying in the next few days.  Or is that the morphine talking?

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