My husband spent seven weeks in the care of an amazing team of MICU nurses, NPs, and physicians. They treated him like family, cheered when his labs improved, laughed at his goofy jokes, and listened when he told them he was scared. During the last two days of his short life, I met Rebecca Jackson. She welcomed me into her bedside care, encouraged me to warm the purple out of his cold fingers, allowed me to share stories of our 20-year marriage, play some of his favorite songs, and sing to him until the moment he took his final breath... Her words gave me hope, peace, and the ability to give my husband the dignified death he deserved.