Arre, home any day, beta. In the ICU, machines beep but the heart feels alone, na? My own father passed on his cot, holding my mother’s hand — that quiet dignity is worth more than any tube in a hospital. I see life from my salon chair: it’s the familiar ceiling fan’s hum, not a strange room’s chill, that comforts at the end.
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