Help! My Caregiver Tripped Over Her Underwear!

Help! My Caregiver Tripped Over Her Underwear and Now We’re Both in Trouble.

Hi, I’m Ronnie. I’m 78, widowed, and three years ago I moved in with my daughter Kathleen so she could help take care of me as I aged. It was a solid plan — right up until last Saturday, when fate (and a rogue pair of underwear) took us both down.

In a moment of what can only be described as cartoon-level absurdity, Kathleen managed to break her ankle in three places and tear a tendon in her other knee. How? While putting on underwear. I couldn't make this up if I tried.

Now she’s bed-bound, facing surgery, and ironically needs more care than I do. The hospital system is helping a bit, but here’s the kicker: after surgery, Kathleen will need to go to an assisted living facility. They want $10,000 up front per month, and she’ll probably need to be there for at least two months.

I’d love to help more, but I’m 78, short on savings, and let’s be real — I still need help getting the peanut butter jar open.

If you’ve ever laughed at life’s cruel sense of humor, or just want to help two women who are currently the living definition of “role reversal,” we would be so grateful for any support you can give. Whether you can chip in a few dollars, share this post, or send good vibes — we’ll take it all.

Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.

With love and maybe a little eye-rolling,

Ronnie (and Kathleen, from the bed)