Thank you, Oui, for showing how to post images.
I logged a lot of time on the floor opposite Brady, reassuring him that he REALLY didn’t need to struggle back to his feet to reposition himself for the fifth time. I’d watch him drift off to sleep, and then could find somewhere slightly more comfortable where I could rest.
I took that picture Tuesday night, during what turned out to be my last such “floorside vigil”. Brady passed away Wednesday morning while I was teaching. The class was on break, and someone came up to me with a message from my husband saying that I should call home right away.
The news did not come as a surprise. But it sucks nonetheless.
UPDATE: The picture below was taken slightly under a year ago.
