How does one reason with an elderly sick parent? I guess as diplomatically as possible without crushing all their sense of self. I had the Sunday shift with my dad and kind of dreaded it because I knew I would probably be wrangling him over to hospital. When I got to the house at 9am,Continue reading “the sickie”
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