It is 2:38 pm
and my Mother hasn’t gotten out of bed yet.
It makes me wonder,
is she dead or alive.
There is no reward for that,
even though the posters say so.
I guess the question is,
am I really ready for this?
I know there is always tomorrow
and the day after next,
but as a caregiver
with health issues of my own
and losing my best friend (again)
how much energy
can I put into the day after next.
I think, although I don’t know,
if I just take one day at a time,
that is probably my best bet,
yet sometimes I wonder
if that’s how we are perceived
in memory and media
and our “alleged” universal healthcare system
as the person
better of dead than alive.