So this is the wackiest thang that has happened to me in quite some time. The phone rings with the area code from my home town. I have learned from past experience that this is NEVAH a good thang, unless it's a personal friend. The caller identifies herself from the nursing home where my Dad spent some time back in 2013. I should mention that my Dad was less than a stellar patient, was quite combative, and if you think I cuss like a sailor, I can only say I learned it from a true navy man! This nursing home overdosed my Dad as a way to settle him down, and thank GAWD his dialysis transport driver noticed he was unresponsive and called 911. My Dad passed away months later from unrelated issues in another nursing home 'cause we were never goin' back to that joint.
Anywho, this lady asked if I remembered that my Dad was in this establishment back in 2013? I replied, "how could I forget.". Then she proceeds to say that she is trying to locate my Mom because my Mom was making monthly payments on my Dad's bill, but the payments abruptly stopped. She tried calling but my Mom's number was disconnected and she wondered if she moved.
As I'm seriously staring at my parent's cremated remains on the shelf beside me, there were so many things I wanted to say, could have said, and should have said, but instead I decided to play nice. Shocking I know! I simply replied that my Mom is difficult to find these days as she passed away in September of 2015.
There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before she said she was sorry and she would zero out the balance. I looked at my Mom's urn, gave a little fist pump, and said, "there ya go Mom, one less bill to pay."