After multiple back surgeries and as her arthritis and chronic pain worsened, my wife was able to do less and less, but we still had a life. We went out, saw friends, watched old movies, took pleasure in each other’s company.
But all that ended right after Thanksgiving when a perfect storm of a broken bone in my wife’s left foot, a bad flare-up of her inflammatory arthritis, and a precipitous weight loss due, we think, to some very strong anti-arthritis medicine, completely took over our lives.
Holidays have passed —– Christmas, New Year’s Eve, Martin Luther King Day, Valentine’s — with barely a nod from us. Former news junkies, we now let the news of the day, from Charlie Hebdo to Bill O’Reilly, pass by with barely a flicker of recognition.