Making the Move to the Nursing Facility
Saturday was moving day. I have to say that moving my husband into the nursing home went far smoother than I ever thought possible. This was the day I had said would never happen. But life had other plans for us. My imagination painted a dreadful picture of what that transition would be like. Most of the time I am grateful for my imagination but this time reality was much better.
I had dreaded telling my husband that he was going to have to make this move. But several days ahead he had a short period of clear thinking of which I took advantage. He of course said NO but it was without great conviction. I learned that there was a part of his understanding left that acknowledged the necessity of this step. I again found an opportunity to explain further details the day before the move. He stated emphatically,
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