When the Signal Dies, Love Is Logistics—and Every Choice Has a Cost

she looked at me with the expression professionals get when they’ve had to say hard things so many times they’ve perfected the softest possible version.

“He’s a tough one,” she said. “But the cold definitely flared him. The arthritis is progressing.”

I nodded, trying to keep my face neutral. “What do we do?”

She explained options—pain management, mobility continue reading …