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She fought with the staff this morning. She called me right before they were about to take her. She said to me, "you know, they won't do anything if you don't sign, I have them over a barrel."
"No you don't, Mom. You need to go. Sign or I'll come down there and cry until you do."
"They gave me extra morphine. I signed. I'm going."
"That's good."
The transport ambulance crew arrived while I was on the phone saying a last few encouraging things.
I will give her the benefit of the doubt and assume that she did not hold onto the bedrails and shriek.
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