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My respite is nearly over. Tuesday the VA is set to transport Jack three hundred miles from San Francisco back up the coast to me here in Eureka. With his outbreak of shingles the very day he arrived at the facility, he has been in isolation for coming up on two weeks. He is more than ready to come home.

“Short enough to dangle my legs off a dime”, “two days and a wake up” is how he greeted me this morning when he called.

I, on the other hand, am not ready for him to return.

My back remains...