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Another Elderly Story to Add
Had almost forgotten about this one! And it’s good!
This should have been in my last essay — but, man it was long enough, so bless you readers who made it all the way through!
It was kind of an ironic situation, as I’ve had elder care at the front of my mind for a while with my friend’s parents, my mom’s friend… and so many other stories I’ve heard.
Last weekend I went to pick my kids up at their dad’s. While they were loading and I was getting updates from their dad, my daughter came in and told me that the lady next door wanted to talk to me. It’s a duplex, so the lady is living on the other side.
I went over and she was at the door with her walker and motioned me to step inside. I asked her if she needed help with something — after doing caretaking with my friends’ parents it was actually kind of a welcome situation, and I was glad I was there to help her with what she needed. It was also pretty apparent from the state of her coffee table and where things were stacked in her living room that she was a person who wasn’t able to get around well.
She told me to go into her kitchen and get her debit card from the desk. The debit card was there on top and an overflowing desk full of receipts. Subway, Dollar General, North Scott Foods… It was a little concerning…
