Thanks to Suzanne Koven at The Boston Globe for this lovely, well written piece about The Good Death:
“To be quite graphic,” Neumann said, “I’m talking about the puke and the feces and the dirty bedclothes and the bruising of the skin; that particular physical intimacy with someone you love, that proximity to imminent decline and death. Nothing had prepared me for that.”
You can read it here.
Ann Neumann 