Comfort Always: My First Experience with Life at the End and the Care that Accompanies It
Written by Alison Mercier ’18
One foot after another Harriet jerked her walker forward, apathetically moving towards her destination: The doctor’s office. At 79 years-old, her skin draped over her bones, and her muscles heaved as she struggled to breathe with each step. After smoking about two packs per day for 40 years, it was a miracle Harriet was alive to experience the crisp air on this early fall day.