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So said a good friend of mine, speaking to me of the disease which was soon to take away the independence he so much valued. He has Parkinson’s disease, and shortly after that he fell at home and it took him an hour to get to the phone and call his nearest friend to come get him up. It was a couple of months later that he surrendered and moved into an assisted living facility. Now he is, most unwillingly, transitioning to a nursing home so he can obtain a higher level of attention and care. He has steadfastly refused to get the jab or wear a mask, so I don’t know how that’s going to fly. Even when I took him to the doctor’s office he was the one without a mask.
I first met him at church, where he was a faithful member. As time went on attendance became more and more difficult for him, and it’s been over a year since he was seen at church. He’s a good guy and loves kids: Retired about 20 years ago from his job as Principal of a local county High School. You can guess how many of them think to visit, but he tells good stories about many. Never heard him speak ill of a one, even the troublemakers.
I don’t know how long he has, and I’m thinking that Parkinson’s doesn’t affect everyone the same way. Some of you have in the not-so-distant past lost someone you love to this illness, so you can particularly understand this: He needs friends.
Now I’m not seeking pen pals for my friend (he couldn’t write anyhow), but to suggest showing you care to that lonely person that just quietly, desperately, needs a faithful friend.Published in