Yesterday morning Adrienne caught me in bed whimpering in pain and yelled at me that if I wasn't going to wake her up when I needed her she may as well go home. That got my attention.
I didn't have to wake her up last night, but she attended to me often and I had a pretty good night. I couldn't account for her's tho. She's is theoretically still in bed but had been up and down so much she couldn't possibly be sleeping.
We had a beautiful fall, sunny day yesterday and Adrienne got my wheelchair out and took me for a walk. We stopped to visit my old neighbors, the Suchy's. The filled me in on recent deaths in the complex. One was the husband of the lady who had been my roommate on a trip to Italy. He was originally from the hills of Kentucky and was our "go-to" guy when we found animals in the traps set near the garbage containers.
The other was a woman whose son coincidentally committed suicide the same day she died. Neither was aware that the other had died. What a reunion that must have been in the afterlife.
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You've got some great help. I know that you are grateful. What a tragedy for that woman and her son!
Mother meeting son in the afterlife, sounds like Shakespeare did not cover everything.
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