The chaplain is coming today to perform a marriage ceremony for one of our dying patients.

Word on the unit is: the patient is now non compos mentis barreling toward needing a 1:1 patient companion. (There was a marriage license finagled some days ago.)

I want (less than) zero part in this. Not even decorations or a slice of cake.

Also it will be the patient’s 5th marriage.

Woof.