He Kept Whispering “Murphy”… But None Of Us Knew Who That Was
We weren’t sure he’d make it through the night. His oxygen levels had dropped dangerously low, and the relentless coughing was only getting worse. The nurses told us to keep everything calm and quiet in the room, but he kept murmuring the same name, barely audible through dry, cracked lips: “Murphy… Murphy…” At first,…