Deirdre is almost
completely blind; worse yet, the slipped tendon in
her left leg has brought on a bad case of arthritis.
Her joint is really swollen. She is still on
anti-inflammatory meds twice a day, but she is
getting worse. I try to carry her whenever I can to
make things easier for her.
I'm afraid of
what's coming... a decision is not far far in wait
stands by Deirdre's sand path that leads the way
from barn to pond