Dorothy's mama must be close to ninety or older. She's been sickly ever since I has knowed her. One day Dorothy told me her mama had had ever test known to medical science except for a autopsy. Her mama, Miz Mildred, had what they call hypercondorea, that means she ain't always as sick as she thinks she is. But this time she really is sick. She can't get out of bed and she has a lot of trouble breathing. Her doctor, Doctor Massengill, is pretty nigh ninety too, but she wouldn't have no other doctor for nothing. Anyway, Dr. Massengill say Miz Mildred needs to be put in his nursing home, so she can get round the clock care. Dorothy don't want to put her there, but she may not have no choice cause the woman who takes care of her while Dorothy works is getting old too. When Dorothy come home last she found a pot on the stove with nothing in it and the fire underneath was going full blast. Dorothy figured the old woman were trying to boil water and forgot what she were doing. I reckon the writing is on the wall for Miz Mildred, the nursing home wall that is.
Tomorrow: We Take Miz Mildred to Massengill's Nursing Home
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