Monthly Archives: March 2006

Saddest day of my life

Interior Health finally called Friday and they had a bed for Mum. I had to get her in right away or lose the spot. After the fiasco with Hawthorne, where she attempted to get out of the car while we were driving there, I didn’t think I could go through that experience again. I thought about having my sister take her in Sunday, but I knew she couldn’t handle it. If she freaked when Mum reacted the way I knew she would, then we would lose our spot and go to the bottom of the list, and it would be another eight months.

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