Muscular Dystrophy had thrown its fair share of curveballs, but this particular fall was like, “Surprise! You’re going to a nursing home.” Well, not exactly a party I had planned, but life loves to keep us on our toes.
Getting used to the nursing home vibes was a bit like adapting to a new sitcom. New faces, different routines, and a sprinkle of vulnerability. But hey, amidst the challenges, there was this unexpected sense of community. We laughed, shared stories, and found comfort in each other’s company.