WORST NIGHTMARE

If there’s one thing my father is afraid of, it’s having to be put into a retirement home. One of his oldest friends came up to visit from Arizona and was talking about how he had to just put one of his older cousins into a retirement home Decatur in Georgia and how he has to fly out there every so often to visit. My father just nodded along as they sat across from each other in the living room, but didn’t say a word. His own father had never been put into a home, but probably should have. My grandfather stayed active and fit up into an advanced age, but then while he was playing baseball with some much younger friends he accidentally got slammed in the side of the head by a baseball bat. That blow to the head really took a lot out of him and since this was back in the day medicine wasn’t as advanced. I wouldn’t have been shocked to hear his skull got cracked. But he spent the rest of his days staring off into space, needing someone to feed him and change his clothes for him. It must have been just awful and my father barely ever talks about it. Something like that happening to him is his worst nightmare.

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