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.