"Have the nurses given you anything for cough? If not, I can go talk to them and get you something", l spoke concerned.
"No, darling, I'm alright. There is not much more they can do for me at this point." Papa tried to smile, but his point was emphasized by another bout of coughing, the kind of coughing you could tell was coming from deep within the lungs.
"Well, if they can't do anything maybe another hospital will be able to help you. I can keep looking if they aren't taking care of you here!"
Panic rose from the tip of my toes to my scalp, racing like pinpricks up my skin as I looked over Papa's pale skin and sunken eyes.
"Rhea, no", My grandpa whispered and squeezed my hand weakly in his . "This is already the best hospital in Manhattan. They make as comfortable as they can, you k
