Once I Asked a Widowed Friend…

Aren’t you interested in finding another guy? And she replied, What! and take care of an old man? Or perhaps: another old man.  I don’t recall. but you understand. Some women don’t seem to mind nursing two husbands, sequential husbands usually, but it’s not for her and not for me. I’m having trouble nursing one husband.

I remember as a girl, after my sister, six years older, started nurse’s training, friends of my mother asking me in an annoying whiney voice: Aren’t you going to be a nurse like your sister? .Rudely, I shuddered and said No!

I haven’t changed, but my situation has. My husband is recovering from having all his strength sucked out of his muscles by Lipitor. In order to do this he needs physical therapists, occupational therapists and a nurse to change his bandage every other day. The other days of the week, Tuesday Thursday, Saturday and Sunday, I do it  I can do it; I can change my attitude. After all, I don’t need to change his bandages today The wound nurse put a dressing on  that will last till Friday. All I have to do today is go to the grocery store.

If it only weren’t so humid. And today is my daughter-in-law’s Mother’s funeral. Everything will be better on Friday when the weather clears.

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