I was pulled to a palliative care unit one night and my patient was a 92 year old male coming to the end of his life. He went for the call bell and when I answered blurted out, “Excuse my French ma’am but could you come powder my balls!?! I can’t reach them and they are sticking together!” I went into his room to see how I could be of service and he just looked so uncomfortable and embarrassed. I of course was happy to help him out of his sticky situation and he rested comfortably the rest of my shift.