nepenthean's Diaryland Dream Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dad’s third act We were putting my father into some kind of assisted living or nursing home, and I was having a lot of mixed emotions. I knew we didn’t have very much money. The immediate concern was moving every blasted personal item from wherever we were, which felt like the home and the office. I was miserable. There was a lot of standing around as if we were waiting for medical transport or some sort of move confirmation. 7:46 a.m. - 2023-02-28 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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