A day or two after my wife died from a stroke on Valentineās Day, our daughter Jenny helped me go through Gailās prescription medications that would no longer be needed. Out went the Coumadin that kept her blood from forming life-threatening clots. Out went the Neurontin that battled her incessant nerve pain. Out they went, and others ā out, out, out.
But Jenny paused when we came to the Cymbalta (an antidepressant) and the Xanax (an antianxiety drug).
āYou may want to keep these handy,ā she said. āYou might need them for yourself for a while.ā