We work long hours. We work multiple jobs. We can barely afford healthcare, or we’re doing without. We’re stitching together childcare, or we’re sending our kids to school with H1N1. We exert ourselves to be good spouses, sons and daughters, parents, members of our community, friends - in snatched moments from being good but insecure employees. And while we may talk amongst ourselves about hard it is to manage it all, perhaps we feel that this is just life and try to muddle through as best we can, on our own… ...more
This is the third part of a series you can find here.
So, where was I? Oh, yeah. I was in the loony bin. Now I remember. I was telling you about the time Maw and Paw first broached the idea of us all moving in together. ...more
November is National Family Caregivers Month. In honor of these selfless individuals, I have written a blog for More.com, “Caregivers Deserve Year-Round Applause,” which focuses on the wide range of challenges facing the nation’s estimated 50 million caregivers....more
So, after all that talk about pork, maybe now’s the time I should mention Weight Watchers.
I started in August and I’ve lost about fifteen pounds. I like it. It’s juvenile, but I really enjoy getting stickers in my little book and watching the line on my weight chart head downward. ...more
This is hard to hear, but important to know: When caring for an aging relative, you are helping a family member die well.
The process of helping someone to die well begins early on in your caregiving journey. It begins when you first hear a diagnosis. Or, when you first notice that your mother just isn’t able to keep up the house as well as she used to. Or, when you celebrate your grandmother’s 95th birthday and wonder: Where did the time go?.
So, it was a ghost town of a house. Abandoned mid-construction, just the bare studs and plywood floors, a lighter and pack of cigarettes left in an empty roofing nail box, like the guys working on it had to leave in a hurry. ...more
Our weekends have become a festival of stone, brick and mortor. The husband has decided to build walls. He has fixed the flagstone steps and built a wall holding back the mulch from falling over onto his beautiful new steps. But now he has decided to create brick and mortor edgings in the backyard creating yet another architectural landscape. In fact between the fences, stone walls, and hedgings we are very well protected from any invading hordes of Goths and Vandals. But for some reason it got me to thinking about archaeologists....more