This morning, my mother told me she knew where we needed to go for the appointment- and even gestured in the direction, as if the big mahaf.
Needless to say, she was wrong and I had to walk. Within 3 minutes of mindless walking, the right side of my body decided to shut down; I had no stamina nor wind power to continue.
Ma: I’m sorry.
Me: How much farther?
Ma: I don’t know.
Me: MA!! AGAIN?!
Volunteer: Are you lost?
Me: How much longer until West 333?
Volunteer: Oh boy…. all the way down there.
Me: Oh boy? Ma, he said Oh boy! How all the way?
Volunteer: It’s a walk.
Ma: I’ll go ahead and look for a chair.
….Meanwhile these two people surpassed me (see below), I saw a perfectly empty wheel chair that my mother had to have walked passed, and I was now, chillin in the wing, motionless.
…And by the way, the elevators across from the office went directly to the entrance to the garage.