It is done
Dec. 1st, 2003 09:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
uberreinigerLymphoma. Irregular heart rate. Tumor in the anterior abdomen. Possible neurological damage. What was there to do? Two injections. One sedative, the other the killer, and it was done. She just lay there, one eye open, one eye not. One moment she was alive. The next, she was just a thing lying there.
We buried her. I gave a eulogy which I made up on the spot, but was told it was very good. She's with her mother and brothers now. She is well. Death is not forever, it just feels that way when you're the one who's got to go on. Life is too short, except, it seems, when you need it to be.
We buried her. I gave a eulogy which I made up on the spot, but was told it was very good. She's with her mother and brothers now. She is well. Death is not forever, it just feels that way when you're the one who's got to go on. Life is too short, except, it seems, when you need it to be.
