Her doctors explained the plan to her first, then included me with her permission.

I wrote the instructions down because I no longer trusted myself to remember important things after hearing them once.

On the day we left, I brought clothes that would be easy to put on.

Hannah rejected the first sweater.

“Too much fuss with the sleeves,” she said.

I put it back in the bag and offered another.

It was a small decision.

She made it, and I followed it.