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he offered me his hand. when i didn't take it, i fell. i fell for a long time, and i wondered if i'd ever hit the ground. i'm sure it was just a split second before my head made contact with the ground--but i saw a light, and in it another hand, reaching out. i took it, and i felt no pain.
my mom's cast is holding her back. she can't drive, she can't walk the dog, she can't sleep, she can't live. my dad's cast is the same way... but he refuses to accept it. he fell down the stairs. i hate having broken parents, but at least they'll stay together.
assisted living is not to ruin your life, it's to enhance it and simplify it so that you can be more peaceful as you age. i still would never want to go. i don't want to leave my home to accept help from strangers ever day. but when you fall and can't get back up...?
"i can predict the future," he said. her heart stopped. she fell to the ground. he didn't predict that.
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