Accidents happen. Why do they have to happen when I am trying to be nice and helpful and encouraging? This happened two springs ago. I said, "Come outside and look at all the flowers on the trees."
And then, apparently slippers and mulch and an uneven grading are enough to destabilize someone who doesn't get out of bed very much. You know when you're stuck in a bad moment and everything goes into slow motion and your mother-in-law is losing her balance and falling very slowly, but you're even slower than her so as you go to reach out and grab her, it's too late and she's already hitting the side of the house with her head? Yeah, I know all about that, too.
And, is that why she barely goes outside and refuses to walk anywhere? Perhaps.
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