My Monday.

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It is pouring again (They are talking about the El Niño current) so I´ll talk about yesterday. Yesterday I went to see two Senior Houses with my brother. I had first selected them online and by phone, deleting the ones that offered only hotel facilities but no medical ones should I need some in the future. And I also decided against some that mixed in the same place people who are well with people who have serious mental problems. I´m aware that, as we age, we have more motricity problems. But I don´t like to see everday people that are staring at the ceiling while an aide gives them a spoon of soup. I don´t feel that it is mean, it just depresses me. I found finally the most expensive one (it used to happen to me when I chose a bag). it was the first of several in my city that belong to the same chain. But this one is the first they built and then it was in the outskirts of town so it is a beautiful buiding with bigger places and good common spaces (movies, library, beauty shop and cafeteria). But the best are the most beautiful gardens! The other we went to belonged to the same chain but it had smaller rooms and a mini garden. And on talking later with my brother, we saw that the people in good conditions were in the same floor as the people with terminal Alzeimers, for instance. So, going out of the room for a stroll, it looked like I was living in a hospital. I do not want to end my days like that. In the small apartment they have available, I can have my dining room table. That could serve as a place to make puzzles and to invite friends as I do now. When I came home, Martín had called me to tell me that he was trying to sell my living room furniture. I hope he does.