He Kept Asking for “Murphy”—But No One Knew Who That Was
We didn’t think he’d last the night. His oxygen levels were terrible, and the coughing fits were worsening. The nurses advised maintaining quiet and calm in his room, but he repeatedly mumbled one word, over and over: “Murphy… Murphy…” Initially, we suspected it might be a son. Perhaps an old war comrade. However, when I … Read more