I haven’t written much recently because among other things I’ve had a bout with the flu. One night I began to feel unwell and I pushed my “help” button. The Greencroft attendant that responded saw that I was in distress. She asked if I wanted her to call my daughter, and I said yes. Rachel came and asked if I wanted the ambulance to take me to the hospital. Again I answered with a yes.
The hospital ran a series of tests. When I told the doctor that the large muscles in my legs and thighs were hurting he said that that’s the flu. I was kept in the hospital for several days and then I was transferred to the therapy rehab at Greencroft. The physical and occupational therapists brought me back to near normal.
So, now I am at home in Apt 83. The therapists instructed me to never be far from my “wheels”. I use a walker to move about the Apt., go to the dining room and get my mail. Being slowed by the flu I am also moving along in the aging process. On March 14 of this year I became 92 years old. By then I was able to accept Rachel’s invitation to spend the next Sunday afternoon at her home for a small open house to receive family members.
The residents of Evergreen have been introduced to Stephenie Maupin, a new and licensed director of Assisted Living. I was fascinated when I learned that she milked six goats each morning before coming to work. That is a part of her part in the family business. Go the her family website by clicking here.
Weeks have gone by since I wrote the above paragraphs. It is now mid-April but the forecasts seem to indicate that our hope spring to come will soon be fulfilled.
Today in the Elkhart Truth there is an obituary of an Anna Martin who died at 95. She had 6 sons and 5 daughters and is survived by 82 grandchilren, 316 great grandchildren, and 16 great grandchildren. She was an Old Order Mennonite who was born in Pennsylvania and died in Indiana. What a life that must have been.