The “job search” seems to have ended in a mystery job. Mystery to me, at least, but it is vague to Burt as well. He wants me to get him business cards (albeit they’re round, as he describes them). He assigns numbers to his staff, and I am #1 tomorrow, then #2 the next day,Continue reading “Burt’s on top of it”
Category Archives: Enjoyments
Feeling Useful
The desire to help out is about being able to still be a part of the life we had. It’s natural to want to contribute as you once did. This has been a thread in one of my support groups. It has belatedly turned on that old light bulb (duh). “Aha, that explains why BurtContinue reading “Feeling Useful”
Cyclin’
Anyone concerned over Burt’s immortal soul should take heart. This morning, he was thanking god. Repeatedly. Mostly for me; I qvell. He was fast asleep before 6 last night and up about 5 this morning. We had an excellent time as he “discovered” we were married. “You’re so nice to me.” He ate well, too.Continue reading “Cyclin’”
Our outing collage
One big thing
It’s a small thing that’s true, but just a few weeks ago, it was an all-consuming (pun intended) huge thing. The food fight at the Beck house has subsided. That my friends is one BIG thing. It’s not just that Burt’s asking for food, but he eats avocado and yogurt. Yogurt! I even gave himContinue reading “One big thing”
A peaceful afternoon
Nod like you mean yes
For the sake of a quieter life with Lewy, I should learn to be more agreeable. It’s a reflex for me to correct for the sake of accuracy. Does it really matter? If he says we should go up there, pointing at the ceiling, for dinner, no long explanation that we live on the topContinue reading “Nod like you mean yes”
Getting out together
I hate to admit it. When apparently healthy couples of a certain age stroll by hand in hand, I am envious. The recent outings facilitated by our new weekend aide take some of the sting of my jealousy away. I can get out with my guy. That’s a nice feeling. We both enjoy being out,Continue reading “Getting out together”
And that
Memories
I will remember this: My goal in having weekend help was to get Burt out more. The first weekend was a bust. An unhappy Burt gave up inside our courtyard. On the second day, he seemed eager but did not like the outing. Finally, we made it past the grumbles to a nice sit inContinue reading “Memories”
this is our life 