So Anne and I did a meals on wheels shift. Our first guy had signs out front saying oxygen was needed and a ramp. So we knew high needs. On like our third knock he called out that he couldn't get up off the floor so we went In. We walked in to set the food down and near as I can tell the vibration of our feet made this giant TV on a tiny wire case fall down. We were across the room but it was spectacular. TV on top of TV on top of wire stand. Then we went in to him, explained that monstrosity and tried to pick him up. It took both of us but we got him on the bed. Luckily he was wheelchair strong in the arms. He told us once he got into his chair that the TV didn't work and could we dump it. We were largely thrilled it didn't use to work and while I think Anne's true health answer was no we said yes. So we managed with slight mishaps to roll it into the car then into the dumpster. While doing that we asked some innocuous question like do we need to keep a path to this oxygen open and it came out that his live in girlfriend had just died. Which in retrospect was obvious. Her bed with her oxygen next to it in the front room. His funnygrumpy oldmannishness interspersed with most hopeless tears held in. We left him smoking on his stoop alone in the world.
May I say for the record that this guy was by no means the representative sample of the meals on wheels circuit. The rest were very thanks for the meals sure I had a great time with my daughter for Xmas peace out with decent lives and adequate care. But Jesus.
I'm at Anne's and we've partied all the rest of the time. We spent all yesterday setting up her China cabinet which we did in full. That was a big and awesome project which involved unpacking heaps from her mom's house (who is moving).
Today is new years eve and we're doing lots of daytime fun. A Rodin exhibit and my hair. Woo life. Tomorrow to Tobey's.
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