Author Archives: Meg

Finding my way back

After mom’s hip fracture in March of 2011 and move to the Skilled Facility, I wandered for some time, losing words, misplacing hopes, overestimating prognoses, and railing at for profit long term care organizations whose mission it is to imbue … Continue reading

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Adios to the Bird Cage

Friday, February 11th, one month since mom’s hospitalization, 27 days since rehab admission. At last the answer to mom’s persistent query, when are they going to let me out of this jail? Mom returned to her assisted living apartment in … Continue reading

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Her disinterest and my rage

Turn left at the bird cage. Surprise. It’s an unmapped maze. Today’s irony is that the caged bird is mom. Nursing staff told me on the phone this morning that mom was “not interested “in providing a urine sample for them.(@#*&%(^%(@*%^( … Continue reading

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Turn Left at the Bird Cage

Past 11 days marked by trips to urgent care, a 3 day hospital stay (for mom not me), and currently 5-star cruise at the rehab unit/skilled nursing facility. Initially, mom’s transfer to the skilled nursing facility felt like a death sentence … Continue reading

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Of Sweaters and Shampoo

As mom’s dementia increases, so goes her sensitivity to fabric–texture, weight, design, weave–even fit. Once an accomplished seamstress, her tailored clothing fit her proportianately petite figure; her closet organized by color: salmon colored slacks hanging with the favorite peach and pink seersucker plaid … Continue reading

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Nurse Allison says mom’s removing the boxing fist of bandages is awesome

Mom no sooner had returned to her apartment after wincing through several hours of debriding her wounded right hand that she removed layers of green and blue tape, adhesive bandaging, kerlix, and silver nitrate inpregnated gauze that was to invade … Continue reading

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Of debriding, handholding, and getting tough with mom

Mom took a fall a week ago as she was getting up from her afternoon nap. Rather than pull the “help” string next to her bed, she took the “I can do this myself” route. About the same time her … Continue reading

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From whence my help shall come

A lot has changed since then. Since then, her forgetfulness diagnosis has received an upgrade to severe dementia; vascular dementia, not Alzheimer’s. Vascular dementia is caused by uncontrolled hypertension, for the most part. Approximately 20% of dementia is classifed as vascular in … Continue reading

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We are not defined by our brokenness

My 90 year old mother lives nearby in a an assisted living facility. I’ve had the joy to live in the same zip code with her since she relocated 3 1/2 years ago. On the eve of her moving, I … Continue reading

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