1 MONTH LATERYou can set your watch by the regimented routines in a nursing home. I’ve come to the conclusion time lingers here like an unwanted guest. You feel its ominous presence in the dreary halls, populated by lost and confused souls waiting for the final checkout. Maybe that’s an unfair observation and judgment on the staff who do their best to bring sunshine into their residents’ lives, but it’s a cold, hard fact when your mind and body fail you.
I was once one of these lost souls, lingering on the edge, circling the drain waiting my turn, and I have to wonder if it wouldn’t have been better for them to let nature take its course and give my body the comfort of death instead of prolonging it with feeding tubes, drugs, and other life sustaining measures. Of course, if they’d done t
