Looking at these is still hard for me.
morphine from emergency room wore off
waiting for more relief
The wear on my beloved is evident on his face.
hurting. waiting for morphine. even noise hurt.
The cool cloth on his forehead was all I could do to help him.
He is flushing from the morphine, but relief is coming.
in the game room with Fred, his aggravating IV pole, named after Nurse Heather's wicked little dachshund who ate her kittens and baby squirrels
One of the three meal bags Child Life Services gave us.