I received notice today that my friend T has entered palliative care at a private nursing facility. On the one hand, that’s not a good thing. It means that, as I feared, things have progressed rapidly. On the other hand, I am deeply grateful that there is a facility like this, and that they had room for him. This isn’t always the case.
As I said to the person who notified me: Knew it was coming. Not really ready for it.