Al and I are the same age. Al’s mother is 100 years old this summer. She is a cheerful and sociable woman who acts like she’s in her 80s. She still stands up straight, and has to be told to please use her walker because she has macular degeneration and sometimes falls.
Still, I have to be at her home by 10 am ready to receive the food tray, with a mask and gloves on. I have to wash all the containers with soap and warm water and reheat at a high temperature, all the food coming from any outside sources.