I sat up on that thin mattress in a nursing home. My earthly possessions were gone. The house I loved so much and worked so hard to buy, built in 1918, was no longer mine. I had taken a second job just to move out of the dilapidated trailer my husband had brought me to.
A nurse’s final reflection on life, death, and regrets originally appeared in KevinMD.com.
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