“You’re talking about maybe putting him in a home somewhere nearby where she lives?” Henrietta was more upset now.
“Not like that. But if he is getting worse, he needs an around-the-clock doctor nearby. I know Moira said she’d prepared for a situation like this by checking out places in Ann Arbor. Just in case.”
Henrietta shook her head. “I don’t….”
“Think about it this way, too,” Francis said in a kind, patient tone. “If he gets worse and you then change your mind, he might be too ill to travel.”
“He’s right.” Mark tried to not show his discomfort over the whole deal, but he had to back Francis up. “He can’t fly with COPD, I know I discussed that with him some time ago. That means ten hours in a car.”
Francis nodded. “Honestly, it might already be too late, for that kind of a drive, but we need to get him to the hospital today.”