Burt had a miserable day with his aide, I should say substitute aide yesterday. He was agitated. He was nasty. He threatened the police. The trigger is hard to pinpoint. Substitute might be a part of it. She told him no. He doesn’t like no. Our regular carer texted the night before and said sheContinue reading “What can I say?”
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Mellower
Me. Not he. I have become a less bristly me since Burt was diagnosed. Oh, yes, I panicked at first. He was so listless. Now his moods (for examples etc. see I’m so emotional…) give him plenty of volatility to play with. There are lulls, and he can be calm and kind. I was alwaysContinue reading “Mellower”
Gratitude
It’s Thanksgiving, that Thursday in November we’ve designated as a day on which to be grateful. I am. I still have my Burt. His challenges come with heaps of love and appreciation. That’s to say he is grateful. He frequently thanks me for everything I do for him. He doesn’t forget to be appreciative ofContinue reading “Gratitude”
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