So, I found out that the one resthome resident who's ready to die is addicted to "My 600-Lb. Life" on TLC.
I had stopped through her apartment the other week to check on her and she was watching it, and she was totally totally into it.
During a commercial break, she raised her hand frailly and pointed to the TV and the very fat man who had just been on screen and she was like, "He used to weigh two hundred pounds more."
She also said that the doctor he was seeing in Texas was a specialist.
"So there's a lot of people like him?", I was like.
"Evidently," she was like, and she gave a very very small but serious shrug, frailly.
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