I Found My Parents Freezing In The Dark And Realized The Golden Years Are A Myth

over. I looked at the coffee table.

There it was. The truth laid out in paper and plastic.

His pill organizer was open.

The slots for Tuesday and Wednesday were empty. But I looked closer.

The pills inside the Monday slot were cut in half.

Jagged, powdery halves.

“Dad,” I choked out, picking up the plastic case. “Why are these cut? You take the full dose.continue reading …