Okay, to begin in the middle: Miss S is okay.
I had been trying to call her for awhile but getting no answer. I knew she was at the senior living center and figured she was out and about. Or that she didn't have voicemail. Still, I called at various hours and was surprised not to reach her over a period of a week or so.
So I emailed Miss M, from whom I didn't hear, which isn't so surprising given that she doesn't check email that regularly, having survived her first 7 or so decades without it just fine.
But today I ran into Miss M, who told me that Miss S had been in the hospital with pneumonia for two weeks and has been transferred to a more hands-on nursing facility. Her lung capacity is diminished and she is now constantly on oxygen. Miss M said her dementia hadn't increased, though, which is good.
Except when I called (getting through easily, which is amazing considering she doesn't have her own phone and they had to take her the remote one!), she didn't remember being ill. But at least she knew who I was and was so excited that I called. I'm going to visit on Thursday, I think, to see her.
What do you take someone for Yom Kippur? (I doubt she'll be fasting this weekend, though.)
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