The doctors allowed the dog to enter the room to say goodbye to his owner – a few hours later, the nurse walked in and screamed in horror 😨😢
The palliative care room was filled with silence. Only the heart monitor emitted occasional, faint beeps – barely audible, like the fading breath of life in the body of the 82-year-old man.
He had known his diagnosis for a long time: widespread metastases, irreversible changes. The doctors were honest – he had days left, maybe hours. But it wasn’t fear of death that held him – it was the pain of parting. Every day he looked out the window and whispered:
— Ritchie… Where are you, little one…
