Subject: Orphans of the Warm Weather

Date: 24 Dec 1998 00:00:00 GMT

From: jimvan@gate.net (Jim Vandewalker)

Organization: http://extra.newsguy.com

Newsgroups: alt.foot.fat-free

 

 

She's gone. I don't have to go the nursing home NO MORE. Just got the

funeral to get through on Boxing Day and then figure out all the dam'

INSURANCE and MEDICARE and MEDIGAP VETERAN'S ADMINISTRATION and SOCIAL

SECURITY and the dam' BILLS that are gonna keep coming in for MONTHS.

 

But I don't have to go to that STINKY OLD NURSING HOME.

 

Tell you one thing though. After the amputation she tested positive for

antibiotic-resistant staph which meant the nursing home put her in a

PRIVATE ROOM, so I didn't have to deal with a DEMENTED ROOMMATE or her EVEN

MORE DEMENTED RELATIVES and EVEN BETTER, I could TURN OFF THE DAM' TEEVEE.

It was kind of peaceful sitting there looking at the winter sun streaming

in the window, listening to her breathing, reading a page, looking up when

I realized she'd stopped, watching her start again.

 

And even though the room SMELLED BAD, sensory fatigue set in pretty rapidly

and I mostly didn't NOTICE after a few minutes.

 

But my brother and I are ORPHANS now. Dad died 31 years ago and we buried

him in Arlington. Mike and I were both in uniform. Now Mom's going there

too as ashes I guess sometime in January.

 

How's the weather likely to be?