I’ll make you a sandwich

Code 2 for the fall.

An elderly lady has fallen. She lives alone. She has not injured herself and does not want to go to the hospital. We pick her up off the floor.

“Can you please make sure my cats are still inside? I’m worried that they ran outside when you guys opened the door.”

“Sure.”

We look around, up and down, high and low, left and right, behind the dresser, in the closet, under the bed, everywhere, and verify that her cats are all accounted for.

“Who takes care of you?”

“No one. It’s just me.”

“Really? Do you get much to eat?”

“Oh, I don’t eat much these days. Not much of an appetite. Sometimes the neighbors help me with some groceries.”

“Did you eat tonight?”

“Oh, no.”

“Can we make you a sandwich or something? How about a peanut butter and jelly sandwich? Do you have that stuff sitting around?”

We make her a PB&J before we leave.

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