each other.
Then, shortly after David turned sixty-seven, he became ill.
It started with his heart.
Then his kidneys.
Then came the complications that happen when one failing part of the body puts pressure on everything else.
Doctors talked about “managing progression.”
I quickly learned that meant the illness wasn’t going away.
The goal was simply to slow it down.
The man who had repaired nearly everything in our home eventually needed help getting out of bed.
The man who had refused to let me carry a grocery bag now
