18 April 2005
Heather: No, Mother. I can sit here and hold your hand. You can lie down if you want. I don’t need to.
“Oh, you don’t? Where do you stay?” (After I explained that I had a place to stay, Audrey continued) “I don’t know. All these things” (as she moves away the stuffed animal. Referring to the nursing staff, Audrey says) “Have you talked with that guy about what he is doing? Where is the sheet?”
