My hospice nurse Lynda stopped by for her normal Monday morning visit. It was the first time she had seen me in over a week and she said I looked relatively good but she could hear the difference in my lung sounds. Lynda spoke with Mommy and they talked about what to expect in the coming days. That seems to be the hardest part for everyone including myself, we just don't know what to expect. I catch Mommy and Daddy just staring at me and they say they are trying to memorialize every moment in their heads.
I had another rough patch with lots of respiratory distress this afternoon, but a few doses of Versed and finally some morphine along with a cold rag on my head got me calm. I am still resting comfortably now so Mommy decided to take my picture.
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