In the grand scheme of things, it seems miniscule. To ask a favor for a friend who is dying. A friend you shared stories and did wonderful things with, all while doing your job.
It's a small token, but worthwhile nevertheless.
I read this story today and so many memories of patients and last requests came back to me: watching the baseball game, seeing your son/daughter/sister/brother/mother (pick a relative), dreaming about going home, hanging out and laughing.
No fooling. Making these requests come true is a gift we can all give...if we get lucky enough.
More later.
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