Only a week ago, I saw David for what will be my last visit with him. Yesterday, he called Linda up to say goodbye and we talked for a bit. His conversation kept dropping off as the fatigue and drugs took their toll. When it was over, Linda and I noted that it was one of the weirdest conversations we had ever had on the phone. I felt like I was listening to someone at the bottom of a well, someone a long way away struggling to make himself heard. He had called to say goodbye. And we did. And I wanted him to keep talking but knew that he couldn't. He finally said that he was tired and was going to close his eyes. And that was it.
Been crying off and on for days now. Going to be a hard couple of days.
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