Those damn nails! If only she had taken care of her health like she did her nails, she would not be actively dying so soon. I was getting paid to help her transition in the end stage of her life. I kept her comfortable with pain meds and tried to get her to engage in the much needed closure for her family. But, she had a way of talking at people; unable to talk with people. Her family would get frustrated and walk out while she just took another slow drag off her Winstons…the most beloved thing in her life.