My dad is a nearly 88 year old Humpty Dumpty - he falls and gets glued back together again. Last week, I got a call from the lady at his independent living home. He had taken a fall and was being zipped away to urgent care. No real damage except perhaps to the ego. Jo is his longtime friend and confidante and she fusses over him like an Italian mother hen. Are you hungry? Can I tidy up? Sure, I'll give you a shave. I swear she has chicken soup in her purse.
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