Why I Gave My Dog a Bucket List

Living while dying is a topic I know inside out

Pepsi Parsons: Photo credit: Sandi Parsons

Thanks to some faulty genetics, I grew up with an expiration date hanging over my head. I managed to hold that expiration date at bay until I was thirty-eight. Housebound, on oxygen, and in respiratory failure, I existed in the purgatory of the transplant waitlist for months as my clock rapidly wound down. It was a time when…