The Inability to Mourn

The nurse took 4 alcohol pads and swabbed the catheter that was sticking out from my chest. She screwed in two long narrow plastic tubes into the catheter plugs, walked over to the machine and flipped it on. I felt the blood draining out of my body, pumping through the dialyzer, and returning the blood back into…

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People have different ways to mourn and remember an individual.  I have learned that you can’t tell people how to mourn and remember.  Frankly, it’s none of my business to tell people that they have no business spending their time on something that isn’t a big deal to me.   With that said, there has been a disturbing trend…