Some good news from yesterday

I got a call from our friend "D".

Seems his other half was moved to Hospice care, but it was his first day in two weeks that he knew who he was and what was happening. "D" had spent a few hours telling "A" what all was wrong with him. They spent a bit of time crying, and then "D" said that he didn't want to spend the rest of "A"s life crying. It was time to get over it and start fighting.

So I called TheHusband and we left work early and went home to get OurDog. We took him to visit "A". It was their first visit together in almost three weeks.

Seeing them both together ("A" and OurDog) was kind of sad. Knowing that they both might die very soon.