contracts manager for an engineering firm, which meant my schedule was easiest to rearrange.
So I drove Frank to one orthopedic appointment.
Then physical therapy.
Then the pharmacy.
Then cardiology.
Then another hospital visit.
Soon everyone had a reason why it made sense for me to handle things.
“Claire knows his medications.”
“Dad listens to Claire.”
“He’s calmer with her.”
Meredith’s favorite text was:
Let me know if you need anything.
Sometimes I actually did ask.
Can you take him Thursday?
Her response was usually some version of:
Wish I
