Abandoned Hope
"Honey, maybe we should tell your mom to stop treatment."
On Christmas Eve, after spending the day cooking dinner for my in-laws, I was getting ready to head to the hospital and keep my mother, Deborah Ramsey, company through the night.
Just as I reached the door, my husband, Blaine Ramsey, stopped me.
It took me a moment to process what he'd said. I turned and stared at him in disbelief.
"What do you mean?"
He lowered his head and stayed silent.
My mother-in-law, Rosalia Ramsey, however, answered with an impatient glare, "It means exactly what he said. Your mother's treatment should stop. Her illness is nothing but a bottomless pit that's going to swallow who knows how much money."
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