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The Deep End of a Short Pier

December 2, 2013

Dad and I worked as a team in keeping Mom safe and happy after she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in 1987.  She died in 1999.    Many opportunities arose for Dad and me to consider and discuss our own wishes.  Throughout it all Dad would say “Before I get to that point, I want to walk off the deep end of a short pier”.

Dad has been in a nursing home now for more than 2 years. He needs help with all of his personal care, he can no longer communicate and he doesn’t remember his loved ones.  He would never have wanted to live like this.  But where is the short pier he was counting on?

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