Plan B

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Plan B

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Last Sunday was a cold and rainy day. I got home from church and my son, daughter-in-law and three grandkids pulled in behind me, got out, ran over to my car to say hello to me, then went quickly up the stairs to the house.

I got out of my car and quickly slipped and fell, skinning my knee, twisting my ankle and bumping my head against the car. (Fortunately my head is harder than the fiberglass or what ever they make cars out of these days.) Anyway, there I was sitting on the cold ground in the wet rain yelling for my son.

I knew I hadn’t broken anything, thank God. But what if I had? What would happen to my husband? Although I have part-time help, nobody knows the entire schedule. Only I order the meds, and fill his medicine box. Only I order the sickroom supplies.  Only I grocery shop and or order groceries and make his meals. I could go on. I need to develop a plan B. I vowed to write all this information in a notebook. While I was thinking about all this, my son came back down and helped me up off the ground and up the stairs. God bless him.

I related this story to my caregiver’s group and they each had a similar story to tell. We each decided to work on our plan B, starting with looking into the “I’ve fallen  and I can’t get up” devices for the caregiver.

I actually started last month as a member of the Happiness Group. I began decluttering and organizing the sick room and closet. Now the necessary items can at least be found but I have a lot more to do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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