Because I am a baby boomer in good standing, I like to do all the boomer things. I wear Dad Jeans, complain about today’s music and take care of an elderly parent.
OK, the last one is new. And temporary. But lately I have been playing host to my mother, aka Mom, age 84, as she recovers from a back injury, and it has been something of an adventure.
You need to know a couple of things about my mother. For starters, her bones have the structural integrity of a Styrofoam packing peanut. Because of this, she keeps breaking the ones in her back.