Her name is Shelley. She is a year older than I, but has had a pretty hard life, most of it no fault of her own, although she's not really terribly bright, and I suspect people have taken advantage of a certain gullibility. She was left widowed while in her late 30s by a guy who sounds like he was kind and nice, but had a sudden massive heart attack, leaving her with 3 kids. She's worked hard most of her life (many of them in retail - grocery stores; that's how I know her), is in poor dental health, and poor physical health. Her diet is incredibly poor (her own wyrd preferences; she "doesn't eat vegetables", for instance), and I'm sure it's making things worse. And my unit is not great for her, because she's awaiting a hip replacement, and she's in a basement; stairs are very hard for her. But it's cheap, she's safe, and we get along fine.