During the coronavirus stuff, I was at the resthome and like usual I would assist the one resident who I joke with about being a party animal.
At one point, I left and was like, "Okay, I'll see you later, maybe in like an hour when you're two sheets to the wind, three is too much, you pass out and I can't lift you, but two I can manage."
She got a kick out of that.
Saturday, April 4, 2020
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