Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Pale and covered with skin like tissue paper. He said they were always cold. Everything was just so cold. I got him a glass of warm water to drink, hoping some of that warmth would spread inside of him. I don’t know if it did any good, but he fell asleep before I left, and I told the night nurse that he was complaining of the cold. There wasn’t anything else I could do.

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