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"Hey Chuck," my father said when he realized it was me on the phone.

"Can I come and take my medications?" I sheepishly asked with a  pitiful tone to my voice and then a nervous laugh as well.

I sounded quite desperate and was having just one of those afternoons that can frequent me at times.

"This early? I am doing some things about your mother's estate," he said. "I will call you back in a minute."

Dad and I talked for a moment about my mother's teacher's retirement and specifically her health insurance. I then quickly got off the phone.