Four years ago my husband had an accident and broke his spine in four places. He wasn't supposed to walk or use his hands, but with incredible courage and hard work did both. He did have some disabilities, but never gave up trying to rehabilitate.

Almost a year ago he wasn't feeling well and after nagging him to go to the doctor for days he finally went. That night he said he felt better, ate a little something and went to bed. I found him deceased in the morning. I was his caretaker…