So my friend/chauffeur got his car back on Monday. On his way to pick it up, he dropped my car off. “Promise me you will not drive the car today.” I hesitated. “I promise.” Why the hesitation? Because I seriously considered whether or not this was a reasonable thing to ask? and would I be so foolhardy as to do it? and when would I start driving again? and… “And …
Mom is on a train for the city. It has been fabulous having her here. Tona was right to put it in this context, “How would you feel if one of your kids was seriously hurt and they said, ‘I’m fine. You don’t have to take care of me.’?” So, I said, “Please come and take care of us.” And she did. The reason mom is great, beyond the house …
Evan Mast by Elaine Oyzon-Mast “Tita Weez? How come you go to the right?” “Evan? Is that you?…I had a problem in my brain and it made me go right. But I can go straight now. And left. I can go left and right.” “Can you go up and down?” “That’s actually kinda hard. But I can go left and right and up and down.” “Okay.” Then he hangs up …
It was crazy. I had my phone. This is how I let people know what was going on. Over a hundred people commented and wrote and wished me well. This is just a snapshot of it all. It’s worth remembering. There can be a later post about social structures and how technology allowed for this to happen. But for now, I was and am well cared for and loved.
