To just watch is a wrenching experience. I have to leave the room for hours at a time. She's just hanging on 'cause that's the way she's wired. But I know that letting go would be so easy, so easy for her.

When the pain shoots into her, there's a fear that it might be so intense that it would shake the room. But it always subsides when the medicine kicks in.

She can see what's ahead. I can tell by her eyes that there is a glimmer of what we can look forward to, one and all. But she won't admit it or talk about it.

That bed is so wet with the sweat of pain and exhaustion. But I can't wash the sheets until it's over.

Death"bed (?), n.

The bed in which a person dies; hence, the closing hours of life of one who dies by sickness or the like; the last sickness.

That often-quoted passage from Lord Hervey in which the Queen's deathbed is described. Thackeray.


© Webster 1913.

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