Role Reversal

When baby Preston was born nine months ago, Mom was happy to welcome a new little life into the world. She still had some pep, could walk without trouble, and seemed to be doing fine considering she was 83. How things change in so short a time. Today, Mom is frail, in poor health, and finding it hard to do the simple things she did even then. She has a Dr. appointment on Friday, to see if we can find out what is wrong. She can't walk short distances without tiring, she's barely eating, and spends the majority of her day sleeping. Her memory is getting worse, and she's just lost her lust for life. This concerns me and my siblings. So much so that Ken and I want her to move in with us. We no longer feel she should be living on her own, Mom really needs to have someone looking after her. She hasn't said no, is just concerned she'll be a nuisance. Ken and I don't feel that way. We'd rather have her here where we can monitor her. Where she is now, we can't. So please say a prayer for Peggy. We want her home.