Our neighbor--I hate to think of her as elderly, but I guess she is--fell in her garage the other evening, and ended up in the hospital. She apparently hit her head and lay there for a couple of hours (bleeding) until her grandkids found her (thank God it wasn't longer). Refuses to carry her cell phone in the house, and refuses to wear an emergency button. So, what do you do? Let her live her life, I guess. I keep saying we should check in on her more often, but she still drives...so what would I do if she didn't answer the phone? Can't panic, because she might be at the grocery store. Her kids and grandkids are great and are in touch with her quite often--I just felt so bad being right across the street and not being able to do anything.
We told our boys that she had an accident and was very hurt, and that she might not be able to come back home.
Andrew said, "I hope she can."
Mommy: "Yeah, me, too."
Andrew: "She's really nice."
Mommy: "Yes, she is."
Andrew: "She's one of the nice oldest people I've ever met."
And, in the days since then, both boys have asked me if she is able to come home from the hospital yet. What an amazing testament to the positive impression she has had on them--on ALL of us--for two little boys to be so concerned.
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Okay, you've made me cry. And I'm so glad I know your family.
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