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A couple of reasons (including the fact that it's a small country) but the big one is, if there were vaccines ready to be administered, and not enough people in the current priority queue showed up to receive them, other people were vaccinated. No vaccine was ever held back or wasted because the “right people” didn't show up. The national priority was getting everyone vaccinated.As contrasted with the criminal travesty in New York, where hospitals were forced to throw out vaccine doses, because Cuomo threatened to fine hospitals and cut off their vaccine supply if they vaccinated anyone outside the categories he had approved. For example, while medical personnel were being vaccinated, hospitals were not allowed to vaccinate 75 year olds unless they lived in a nursing home.Communication is also a big factor. Israel's healthcare system allowed for efficient notification and organization of vaccinations. I have a 77 year old friend in NY who has spent the whole week on the phone trying to find out how to register for a vaccine appointment. The last person he spoke to told him to try again next week.

When she was 80, I got the phone call that my mother had been placed in a nursing home. I was crushed. My next call was to my eldest sister who was there with my mother. I asked her to give my mother the phone.Me: “Hey Momma.”Her: “Hey.”Me (hearing the hurt and disappointment her voice): “Do you like the place there?”Her: “No.”Me: “Do you want me to come and get you?”Her: “Yeah.”Me: “I will be there tomorrow. Put Teen back on the phone.”I told my sister I would be there the next day and asked if my mother could stay the night with her. They had no room in the house for her to live there but at least she could be there for the night. My sister agreed to let her stay there. The next day at around noon, she was picked up. She stayed her last 2 years with us (one with us and one with my nephew in the same area). The call that she had been placed in a nursing home hurt because I had promised her when I was a teenager that she would never be placed in a nursing home. I was blessed that I got the chance to spend time with her as I had moved away 20 years prior. That was 4 years ago that she passed. I miss her to this day. The other day, I was about to blurt out that I was going to call her and just about picked up the phone to call only to be confronted by the sobering truth that she is no longer here. One day a year or so ago, I’d pulled out her obituary to remember her only to realize after a few seconds of looking that the tears had been steaming down my face.Edit: I understand that not all families and parent/child relationships are perfect. I also understand that some people do not at all get along with their parents for various reasons that include abuse (physical, verbal, sexual, etc.), betrayal, maltreatment, neglect, and even violence against their children. Some can be very controlling, bitter, and demeaning. Sometimes it can even be children who are not wanting to do it because of the effort and stress involved with the resources needed. Some just do not have the ability to. I am sorry for those things. I have told my story to communicate the desire to care for my mother at a time of her need as she so freely gave and took care of me. I do hope you all have an amazing day full of Life, hope, joy, purpose, and success.

I attended the funeral of my former mother-in-law. I brought my minor children. When it was time for my ex-husband to say his final goodbyes at the side of his mom’s casket, I held his hand and supported him.If a relative said I crashed the funeral, I really wouldn’t give a damn. My relationship with my mother-in-law, my children’s grandmother, did not end when my marriage did.I read somewhere that you can divorce your spouse but in-laws are forever. I’ve visited my father-in-law in the nursing home and communicate with his siblings and my nieces through that marriage. I have relationships with people that aren’t defined by my relationship with my husband (or ex-husband).I find life is much better when I don’t give a rip about what other people think. I give a lot of thought to my actions and take the actions that are right for me to take. If someone else has a different opinion, they’re entitled but it means nothing to me.If someone wants to share wisdom with me, I’m happy to consider their perspective but this sounds like someone who is searching for something to gossip about. Why feed that?