And then I went into the ward and saw that my mother was lying on the bed … – Son, come quickly, your father is in the hospital, – an anxious voice sounded in the phone. – I will return only on Friday and immediately to you, – the son replied and, hanging up the phone, went to the conference room. In half an hour, the presentation of his project was to begin. After the funeral, he offered his mother to move to the capital, but she refused: “I’m not going, it’s more convenient for me here. You, my son, are at work all the time anyway. Three months later, the mother went to a nursing home, whenever possible, the son tried to visit her, but it was very rare. During the next business trip he received a call: – Good afternoon, your mother is not well, come as soon as possible. Dropping everything, the son rushed home. The next day, he was already in the nursing home.
Entering the ward, he saw his mother lying on the bed, she looked very bad. “What can I do to make you feel better?” he asked, sitting down on the bed. You need an air conditioner, because in summer there is nothing to breathe. You need a refrigerator, because now there is one on two floors. You need a TV, because the old one will break soon. I need new furniture, look how old my bed is. I need new dishes and something for leisure – books there, this Internet of yours, – my mother suddenly pronounced clearly, probably gathering all the strength to say so much. – I know you can do all this, – she added quietly. – Mom! Why didn’t you ask for this before? – my son was surprised. – Son, I survived the war and the blockade, so such difficulties as heat, hunger and uncomfortable chairs are familiar to me. Do it for yourself, because when you are sent here, it will be very difficult for you.
