Wrong Side of the Bed
Estimated reading time: 0 minutes, 44 secondsThis morning, I woke up on Jan’s side of the bed for the first time in almost forty-eight years that I slept on her side of our bed.
I never desired to share a bed with anyone else from the day we met. As I opened my eyes, I was so disoriented and worried. Had I made a fatal mistake?
The problem that led me to switch sides was a tear in the bottom sheet. As Atul Gwande noted in Being Mortal, the elderly have difficulty trimming their toenails. I eventually cut them, but the sheet is sliced, and supply-side problems delay a replacement.
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