A couple months ago, Wayne was just really happy and funny. If a nurse looked at him, he’d laugh like they had a secret.
This magic carried on for weeks and I dreaded its ending.
One day after lunch, the nurses were happily chatting in the kitchenette. We sat maybe 6′ away.
The nurse group burst out laughing and Wayne looked at me, “Did I miss something???” He was laughing at their laughter and when they heard him, they laughed louder, as did he. It was truly infectious – something I’ll never forget.
(The happiness here is he didn’t/doesn’t make sentences often anymore so it was indeed special.)