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My car is dead. So I’m running laps around my block waiting for the tow truck guy and thinking about last Wednesday when I spent over an hour on the phone with my father and his home health aide, Jody,...
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“This is a new life. I want it,” I say to my father who is racked with nerves. “Say it,” I insist. “This is a new life. I want it,” he repeats dutifully, like a child. It is the night before his big...
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My father slumps over to the left side of the new recliner. His head and body tilt in a way that looks uncomfortable but still he sleeps. He’ll tell anyone who asks that he prefers unconsciousness...
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