Thursday, March 4, 2010

"Not expected to live through the night."

The Old Man is in a coma. His breathing was labored earlier, but I don't know what amount of consciousness there was.

I hope that if there was suffering, and awareness of same, that the end comes soon. It is an evil thing for a mind to endure--and it's the one thing I'm really afraid of.

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