When my mom had her stroke at age 60 she wasn’t able to drive anymore.
I’ve driven her to the store over the past 10 years probably 240 times. But I also used to drop her off and pick her up, so really, that’s 480 trips to the fucking grocery store. At least!
And ya wanna know one of the main “emergency” items she always wants? Bread. Fkn bread.
I asked her many times to consider putting her bread in the freezer and she refused. How selfish and crappy is that? I mean she could have died altogether, but…
