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Friday, January 25, 2013

The Recliner...short story

Dad has lately been sitting in his lift recliner in his room during the day. He hasn't gone back to the Senior Center yet so I have him sit where there is the most light. He sleeps most of the time in their anyway. I turn the music on and he sits stretched out.

So yesterday, he calls me. I am in the kitchen with my hands messy so I hollar out to him, "Just a minute." Apparently I said, "Go ahead and get out of the recliner on YOUR OWN......." because that is exactly what he did. {not the first time this has happened though, and won't be the last.