November 11th, Veteran's Day
Well, the time has come for Vicki to quit worrying about me, and go get her knee replaced. (gulp) I'm sure I can handle things around here and myself, but I fear I won't be able to be that much help (physically) if Vicki needs it... scary thought. If need be, we'll just have to get a nursing home arrangement I suppose til she's rehabilitated. Poor thing, tears my heart out.
To see her panic at the thought of me dying on her, and her having no one to care for her as she gets older and older rips my guts out. NOT MY MOST UP POST, but just how it's rolling this day.
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