"What kind of society insists on keeping a person alive in that condition? In her predementia days, my mom ... would have said, 'Just get a gun and shoot me.'"
“I saw Dad’s junk today. Good times!”
“You just made me spit out my coffee,” my sister texted back with a laughing-crying emoji.
The mental image of Lisa doing a spit take at work was a small consolation for seeing my dad in this diminished state. No... [1902 chars]