I was in the hospital about 1998. Every night a young boy cried, he had cancer and wanted his meds. But the nurse wouldn’t give him. He cried every night for 2 hours. Poor boy was begging for relief from his pain. I asked the nurses giving him his meds. He only had 2 weeks to live. What’s the difference if its 2 hours. So I told his parents how he cried every night. They were shocked on what was happening to their son. So the parents stayed with him every night. He got his meds, no more crying, poor boy. God rest his soul.