What about your medical power of attorney?

Who will make your decisions for you if you get sick, if something happens?”

“I signed the new medical directive yesterday,” I said, and turned to the second page of the document against the glass so she could see it.

“Jonathan’s parents, Donald and Evelyn, are my sole legal proxies now.

If I am ever admitted to a hospital, the two of you will be barred from entering my room.

And if I die,” I said, keeping my voice level, “you will not be notified until after I have already been buried.”