Coral and Ginger were well into their 80s. They had been friends for years; in fact they had started kindergarten together way back. They both had had happy marriages, brought up families, and been widowed. These days Ginger lived at her daughter’s home. Coral was fiercely independent and lived alone.
Coral hated the fact that she was getting old and couldn’t do things that used to be as easy as pie. For example she could no longer lift a heavy pot off the stove, or even pick up her beloved cat. She still managed household chores but at a slower pace, as long as there was no heavy lifting. And then the sad news came. Ginger was chronically ill. She had cancer. “If there’s anything I can do just call,” said Coral to Ginger’s daughter.
And indeed there was something Coral could do. “Would she mind ever so much to stay the night and fix Ginger her dinner and breakfast?” Ginger’s daughter had to go away overnight urgently and Coral would be the perfect caregiver.
“It would be a privilege,” said Coral. Off the daughter went! She had barely left when…
Ginger fell out of bed.
Maybe the cat could be of some help?
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The cat can be useful but she always wants to take over.
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Like she doesn’t know she’s already in charge!
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No good deed…
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She’l have to find a winch.
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Yes, the Wicked Winch of the West could be useful.
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Oops. I hope the cat’s not feeling too hungry!
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I guess She’ll just have to make Ginger comfortable on the floor! Or call 911?
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But what if she’s dead?
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Ooops!
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In many parts of the world, the dead are best laid to rest on the floor.
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As long as they’re no pushed under the bed.
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That Ginger always was the clumsy one.
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Her maiden name was Rogers.
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Oopsy!
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Coral received no instructions about not letting Ginger fall out of bed. You’d think her daughter might have wanted to be more specific.
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This story was modelled on a dear friend who fell out of bed miles away (in fact on another island altogether) and she was chatting to me on the phone and she couldn’t move. I was stuck as to what to do!
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Oh no! My parents are at that difficult stage in life. Fortunately, they have a pretty solid network of helpful neighbors and local friends, but it is very scary how things like that can happen so quickly. I have a brother and sister who are closer, but it takes me two hours to get to them when something happens.
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Coral will soon find out the daughter wasn’t planning on coming back anyway…
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Your literary wickedness is surpassed only by your creativity.
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you bring out the wickedness in me!
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