As an older millennial I’m terrified about what my end-of-life treatment is going to look like. Some Gen-A is probably going to walk up to my bedside and present me with something like this
and then tell me to put the tube in either my mouth or ass, because they can’t remember which.
As an older millennial I’m terrified about what my end-of-life treatment is going to look like. Some Gen-A is probably going to walk up to my bedside and present me with something like this
and then tell me to put the tube in either my mouth or ass, because they can’t remember which.
That’s why I measure the quality of my end of life care in millimeters. Specifically 9 of them.