“Are we gone?”
» It's not yet dawn, but Nathalie is already running.
Her car parked and her bag on her shoulder, the nurse, with short hair and large glasses, walks quickly through the residences of Saint-Cloud (Hauts-de-Seine), to pick up her patients when they wake up.
The door then opens with a smile.
“Ah, it’s you, sorry, I almost fell back asleep,” whispers one of her regulars, her eyes still swollen with sleep.
The consultation is held in the living room, time to take blood pressure and the latest news.
“Are you going to move around a little today?”
Do you see people?
» Opposite, Micheline, 92 years old, with a fragile gait and a gentle look, lives alone, surrounded by her family photos.
“In any case, I would miss it if I didn’t see you anymore,” slips the patient, tightening her velvet bathrobe.
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