Thursday, September 18, 2014
If he's going to spend time inside, he can have his therapeutic bed. From the day I brought him home from the shelter, Jesse has been a self-determined outside dog. Inside is OK as long as I'm there and a door is open, otherwise he wants out. This spending nights inside says to me his time is short. At this point, what Jesse wants, Jesse gets. Love the old dogs.
And yes, I do seem to be running an old age home.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Monday, September 15, 2014
Tuesday, September 09, 2014
Monday, September 08, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
The single constant in life is change.
Last December my 90-year old memory-impaired mother moved in with me. She had been in an assisted-care facility, but wasn't getting enough care, and they had decided that Santi the cockatoo, her companion of 42 years, had to go. Instead, they both left.
You can imagine this is a big change for me. After years of living on my own, I am now almost constantly with people, and have many new responsibilities. Mom suffers from cluster strokes - very small strokes that don't incapacitate her but really beat her up inside - that are stealing her memory. She needs 24-hour care. Living with severe dementia is a challenge, and an incredible learning experience.
It is my hope that I have adjusted well enough that I can once again share my experiences through this blog. I need to take more pictures, as the camera helps me focus in on otherwise overlooked details. I need to write more, as this helps me focus on thoughts and ideas, and to see things more clearly.
Thank you for joining me on this new journey.