Later after my conversation with Jerry, I stood in the corner of his room and watched him breathe—so fast I could hardly count his respirations. I wondered, Why do we even try to count them when they are faster than time and time is running out? Jerry seemed unaffected by the nurses coming and going. He wasn't asleep, though his eyes were closed. Occasionally, at the sound of movement, he opened them. But if nothing was required of him, he would rest his eyes again. Jerry's family had not yet arrived. "Wondering if he was even aware I was still there, I didn't want to leave him alone.
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