There I was, July 4th weekend, sitting in the hospital emergency room waiting for the results of my mom’s tests to come . She hadn’t been in town a week and we hadn’t even gotten a chance to visit her…
Category: First year lessons
Elder care first year lessons
I was naïve when I moved my mother into my home. I honestly thought that moving a senior person to live with me would be like having a roommate, with just a little more needs.
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