Monthly Archives: March 2011

The difference a day or two makes

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

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A Good Move

I see that it’s been a few days since any posting–my how time flies–so let me update the scene at Bickford. I mentioned a few posts ago that we’d agreed to move Mom to the room closer to the dining … Continue reading

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Guest post–Kathy’s sister

Oh, I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain, I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end, I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, But I always thought that I’d see you, baby, one more … Continue reading

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Never too old to learn new tricks

The last post I wrote was rather a downer, though writing it was helpful to me to see (once again!) that my power to make my parents’ lives painless is impossible. Accepting that has taken, and will continue to take, … Continue reading

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Discouraging words heard

I went to Bickford today for the first time since Sunday; it’s been a week since my laryngitis symptoms first showed up. I called the nurse this morning and asked her if she thought it was OK to come. Wash … Continue reading

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Talk talk

It’s Monday morning. Since I last posted, I have developed laryngitis, somewhat to my relief, because then I could stop being responsible for awhile. Apparently this wish to get just a LITTLE sick is common amongst overburdened people. In my … Continue reading

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Moving and changing

Yesterday’s visit did little to relieve my feelings of depression and hopelessness. Now, wait a minute, Kathy. Hopelessness? Well, yes, kind of. I walked in to find Mom in the bathroom, struggling with painful constipation, and being assisted by a … Continue reading

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Crystal ball gazing

Yesterday I slept late; I had watched the Oscars Sunday night, and I don’t handle staying up late too well. I was emerging from slumber, vaguely aware I was awakening, when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. “Mom!” I … Continue reading

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