Pedal Another Mile

Bicycling, death, life after death.

The next step in the journey

She slept all night.

She woke up and is confused and agitated again. There's enough meds in her to knock out an offensive lineman.

I initiated the transfer to Hospice Home for IV barbiturates. I have talked to Dr. Leyva and she agrees it is for the best. 

I tried to explain to the 5% of Billy Jo in there why I had to break my promise - for her own safety, to stop her suffering, etc. I told her I will be there the whole time. Someone will bring Wrigley for the four hour visits. I feel zero guilt about this. I would have a week ago, but what's happened this week... well, she'd understand if she could.

And the director better stay out of my way.