It takes a village. Hillary Clinton on bringing up children but applies as well to how society runs Good neighbors. They have provided continuing support for me. My personal cavalry when, one day, Burt was so agitated about going out to the street that he rammed his walker against a wall. Down he went. AContinue reading “That village [re-blogged]”
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Showtime
It’s a great phrase and describes pretty well what it’s like when our loved ones rise to an occasion. They will interact with old friends as they might have before their disease came into our lives. I am not sure it’s really play acting as the term implies, however. I think it is a wayContinue reading “Showtime”
Why, indeed
Atilla My Hon after his exertions (aka tantrums and unpleasantness) on an outing this afternoon. My struggles this Friday afternoon, facing a weekend alone with my cranky love, focus on figuring out why going out into a beautiful sunny day causes so much agitation. The agitation makes me fear for his safety and my abilityContinue reading “Why, indeed”
Per usual
It’s a premise I have advanced here before. Burt is a flurry of emotions; it’s a symptom of his disease. To say his moods are changeable is putting it mildly. When I came home from my outings today, for instance, he told me how rotten I had been this morning. After a PT session, heContinue reading “Per usual”
A surprise party
What was I thinking? Honestly, I had trepidations. This could go either way. Or in any direction. A party could be too much for him. It could be confusing to meet so many people. It could be overwhelming or an unwelcome surprise. My Burt is a very social guy. He’s made lots of friends inContinue reading “A surprise party”
