“You can’t do this.” It’s Noel again, his voice choked up. “You’ve got to give her more time . . .” “I’m sorry.” Bowman—Dr. Bowman—sounds genuinely sad. “Your wife has an advanced directive, though. She didn’t want to be kept alive this way, and we have to honor her wishes. We’ve waited as long as we can. We even had Father Decker come in yesterday to give her last rites.”
