Yesterday was my mom's last day at residential rehab where she spent two months recovering from an emergency life saving surgery. At first, I'd go every day just to ground her in reality, but as time went on, she was up and about, ready to enjoy meals again. She sat regularly at the same table with a woman named Virginia, who was in her nineties.
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Every day might be a bit much, but every week might be achievable...
- Erulisse (one L)
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