I cannot do this today. That was the single thought that roamed through Alma’s mind. Not today.
Her frequent falls had led her to this moment of distress, with her ankle wrapped and restrained, up on a cassock. Alma had not told anyone of her ‘spells’ where her vision filled with sparkling dots and lines, then turning to black. Where she opened her eyes to discover she was lying on the floor.
“What mischief have we been up to lately?” the visiting home nurse had asked Alma, after checking all the vitals and settling her into her comfortable chair. “Oh, we see your niece has brought us donuts again. We cannot have that, can we, not with your sugar levels…”
The donuts went out the door, along with the nurse, who promised to return in two hours. “We’ll be here soon. Doctor will want to see that ankle. We wouldn't want to do anything to make it worse, would we?”
I don’t want this today. Alma gazed out the window at the nurse as she drove away. I don’t want them to find out…
Snow began to float outside, while the sparkling dots and lines again filled her vision.
P.S. A dark turn, I know. Migraines do that to me. Anyways....
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