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Happy Birthday Mom

Happy Birthday Mom

Mom has been great since her problems last Sunday.  No issues at all, what a joy to be with her, talking and reminiscing. Mom’s birthday will be on the 20th, but we celebrated yesterday so everyone we wanted to celebrate her birthday could attend.  Both my daughters families were here as well as Mom’s great niece (her sisters son’s daughter, do I have it right) who moved here from Bethlehem a few years ago.  Mom always like her and she…

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Knock Off The Crap

Knock Off The Crap

“Knock Off The Crap”.  My mother said that to my wife one night a week ago.  Eric was sitting on the coach while I was at the grocery store and mother mother thought it was me on the couch.  When Donna corrected her she responded “Knock Off The Crap”. My mother, 90 years old, mostly blind and deaf and needing a walker to get around and living by herself in a high rise senior apartment.  She seemed to be managing…

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Three Good Days

Three Good Days

It’s Thursday and things have been going well.  The low point we lived through Sunday night has faded.  Mom has been alert and friendly.  Has something changed, or is this just temporary pause and the paranoia and hallucinations will return?  On Monday I took Mom to the Podiatrist.  She has been concerned about her toe.  She saw lines on it and the tip was blue.  She was very concerned as her father, she was told, had toes with similar conditions. …

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Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend

The morning began well.  Cruz jumped up on the coach, laid down with his head in my lap.  So it went for about 90 minutes while I watched last nights 60 Minutes and the first half of a Bundesliga game. It was a great start to the day, especially because of the challenging night before.  My mother was having hallucinations and experiencing episodes of paranoia.  Age, cataracts, glaucoma and Macular Degeneration is a bad combination.  Now throw in what may…

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Why Now?

Why Now?

Why, after more then 9 months have I decided to right about my illness?  Why indeed.  I’ll make a long story short (perhaps the long story will appear in a future journal entry). A journal was the suggestion of (one of my) therapists. I’m including in the journal updates regarding caring for my mother.  After some health issues combined with near blindness and very poor hearing, our family, including Mom, agreed it was best she moved from her apartment back east…

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