My mother was in better cognitive shape when me and my girlfriend loaded her into the back of her (my) car. The only thing that might assuage my conscience is the fact that Mom was in debilitating pain and begging to die.
My ex-squeeze still has the car. I'm sure she'd be willing to take one for the team. I'll buy the gas and be co-pilot. DC is a day trip from here.
... me and my girlfriend loaded her into the back of her (my) car.
To go to hospice.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”