I returned home this past Saturday from my first time in a respite care facility, where I’d been staying for nine days. The backstory is that my wife, Wendy, and daughter, Jill, who are my primary caregivers, love to travel together. In the past, I’ve been able to manage daily living while they were away with the assistance of a woman who feeds Jill’s cats. She’d check on me in the morning, and other family members would check on me later in the…
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