My son-in-law, Rusty, died yesterday. He was, for 14 days, the same age that I am. My bright spot? That my daughter's most terrifying threat is no longer an option.
Julie, who will be in charge of my nursing home, threatens me. First, it was with a state-run nursing home. Then, it was with a state-run nursing home in a state other than Texas. Finally, it was -
"I'm gonna put you and Rusty in the same nursing home, tell them that you're married, and y'all can share a room!"
Neither Rusty nor I thought that this was a great option.
Now it is no longer an option at all.
Thank you, Rusty and rest in peace.
