(Snippets from the frontline)
The seven year itch
Both lost their spouse in their early 80s. They found each other at church seven years ago as a bothersome itch kept him squirming in the pew. “She scratched my back, and that strangely was the beginning of our relationship. Tell that to the grandkids!”
He was a character. “I was always in trouble but I learned from my mistakes, and finally am a better person coming up on 90!” Indeed, he fought for our country, got an education, then did well for himself and family.
His wife said, “After my husband passed away, I was lonely and became isolated. I’m so happy every morning when I wake up and have him next to me!”
On occasion, he required hospitalization, and being less mobile, he was a housecall patient. They combined and shared a lot of memorabilia, and he once proudly proclaimed “look how wonderful our lives have been!”
Early one morning after midnight, I received a call from a Sheriff’s Officer. He had passed away. It was sudden without suffering.
Sadly, she would now wake up without him.
They had a loving seven year relationship, starting from a scratch on the back.
Gene Uzawa Dorio, M.D.
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