“Doctor, this is Don. Can you come and see her?” I looked at the clock: 2:00 a.m. It was chilly outside, my bed was warm, and the morning was still 3 hours away. “She ain’t lookin’ good, doctor. She can’t catch her breath.” “Did you give her some morphine?” I asked. “That’s for drug addicts, doctor. I gave her all her inhalers and the nebulizer. They ain’t… (More)