Author Archives: Kathy
People ask me how Mom is, and I usually say, “OK.” That is, she’s hasn’t broken a hip, and she doesn’t have pneumonia or anything, but she’s worse, actually. We’re at another turning point in her decline, and my sister … Continue reading
I had to go out to Bickford today because I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to bring exam gloves and diaper ointment. I had both in the house, and went out. The aide, R., looked down-hearted; Mom was refusing … Continue reading
Mom: “Well the oblavravo war has arrived.” Me: ??????? Mom: [after a pause] “I don’t understand that, either.” Us: Laughter. Not a bad day, when we can laugh together.
When I went to Bickford today, I was greeted by a staff member who reported having been told–yep, second hand–that one of our new aides sleeps a lot when with Mom. Also that she parked Mom at a table by … Continue reading
I tried the apostrophe in the title of this post in two places: “Mothers’ Day” and “Mother’s Day” and finally decided it is correct either way. One for all the mothers who are celebrated today, and the other specifically and … Continue reading
I’ve tried a couple of times to write here, each time wrote about a sentence, and would discover I did not have two words to rub together. Today, I take myself in hand to at least update what is happening … Continue reading
Oh what a laugh I had re-reading the last entry where I said if we had Amy every day we’d be fine. Well, we had Amy for a lot of the days, and Surprise! Mom ended up with two sores … Continue reading
Yes, it’s Tuesday, and I’ve been home since last Wednesday afternoon, and I meant to write a post immediately, but my “I’m home!” visit to Bickford was less than heartening.
My last post spoke jauntily of the “good move” we’d made by moving Mom closer to the dining and living rooms at Bickford so she didn’t have to walk so far. On Friday, my sister even called to say that … Continue reading