Memories

I have not seen my neighbor, Margie, for about a week since last week.  When I saw her yesterday, I said “long time no see” to her, and enquired if she went for vacation.  She said she was in Texas for her uncle’s funeral.  We chatted about how her uncle had fallen ill from the flu and had to be admitted to the hospital.  He did not respond to any of the medication and subsequently was in a coma.  Margie said it was so sad to see a healthy man who loves to hunt, fish, chop wood and rides, bed-ridden with nurses tending to him 24/7, and she said the worse was seeing him with adult diapers.  It was sad to hear about her uncle.  I said my condolences and told her I will talk to her again this week.