Part 54: Out Of Balance
Yesterday was my mother’s first day out in the real world; Cynthia, her aide (how will we live without her?) researched and booked the first of several appointments with doctors. This one was with an orthopedist who checked on the healing of the fracture of my mother’s arm which occurred at the beginning of February and was the starting point of months of decline. My mother said that no one believed that she is ninety-five. She, however, sees the difference, the radical change from last year. “People say I look great,” she said, but she doesn’t believe it. I think … Continue reading →