Author: Sophia

The Patient Kept Plea for ‘Murphy’—A Name That Left Everyone Puzzled We didn’t think he’d make it through the night. His oxygen levels were dangerously low, and his coughing had grown violent. The nurses asked us to keep the room quiet and peaceful, but the old man kept repeating the same word through dry, cracked lips: “Murphy… Murphy…” At first, we thought it might be a person—maybe a son or an old war buddy. I leaned in and gently asked who Murphy was. His lips barely moved, but I caught it: “My good boy. I miss my good boy.” That’s…