my mom is a question mark: august 9, 2016

It was hard to imagine how Mom could have possibly been comfortable. She sat in a wheelchair, her swollen feet up on the footpads, her body contracted into the shape of a question mark: back hunched, chin to chest, broken right arm held in a sling wrapped under her breasts (and propping them up), her … Continue reading my mom is a question mark: august 9, 2016