I had the pleasure of her company during the last few years of her life. When she first came to us, she was ambulatory. She had end stage kidney disease and required dialysis and progressively became less abled. When I last saw her she required assistance to transfer from her bed to a wheelchair. She was a high maintenance gal and kept staff dancing to meet her needs. She knew how to be sweet but often chose a demanding entitled tone.
I displeased her one night, early in our relationship, and she insulted me so nicely she won my heart. She felt my blood pressure aquisition skills were lacking. After refusing to allow me to repeat the reading she stated sweetly, "dear, i don't mean to be unkind, but you really should get a breath mint."
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