Following our Thanksgiving, (where the family came to our house and a good time was had by all) Bud began to feel weak. Through the weekend, my mom said that he began coughing during the night and by monday morning she was concerned enough to call 911. He didn't want to go, of course but couldn't walk or stand. I met mom at the ER. I had a cold and spent the day with mom at the hospital wearing a mask. It appears that Bud had a minor heart attack and is suffering from congestive heart failure. It's hard to know what to do. It's a story that is being repeated by most people I know who are my age. It's difficult to try and get people who have been making their own decisions for 80 years to let you start to make them. These are not people who want to give anything up that they worked so hard for. I don't blame them.
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