A woman in her sixties bent down and told Poppy she had just had the worst day of her year, and Poppy had fixed it. An older man standing alone by the dairy case told her his name was Frank and that she was the first person who had spoken to him all week. Poppy informed him that he was her friend and that his hat was nice. By the time we got to the register, six people in line were chatting with each other, and the cashier asked me what had happened.
Unpopular opinion: every couple over 65 should run a fire drill at the kitchen table. Pretend he died last night, and see if she can get through the first week by herself.
My dad and Margaret did theirs after her stroke. It took 40 minutes, and they failed 3 of 7. Here's the drill. Save this and run it this weekend, because you'd rather fail it at the table than for real.
There’s a special kind of frustration that comes with remembering something important at 11:47 PM…
when you can’t do anything about it.
Then forgetting it again by morning.
ADHD really knows how to pick a time. 😂