The day Mom had a stroke in her eye, likely leaving her sight permanently impaired, I went in to say good night. After giving her her medicine, including the long-taken baby aspirin to reduce risk of stroke and the newly prescribed eye drop to reduce the pressure in her injured eye, Mom looked at me and asked, “We had a nice afternoon, didn’t we?”
“Yes, Mom, we had a nice afternoon.” I hugged her and said, “Thank you for showing me how it’s done.”
—excerpt from Living Is for Living: A Caregiver’s Story
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