I'm trying to plan my mother's funeral, but we have a problem. We can't find her.
My mother passed away Saturday after a long illness. I had all the funeral arrangement planned months in advance, so I was prepared when the inevitable happened. After she died, I contacted the proper authorities to transport her body 100 miles to her hometown of Wendell, Idaho for the funeral and burial.
My mother died yesterday. She was 87 and her health had been failing for several years, she was confined to a wheelchair and lost in dementia. Her passing brought a wide range of feelings, from relief to sorrow. As her designated power of attorney, I had the duty to make the final arrangements.“What do you want her to wear?” the gentle woman from Hospice asked as she took notes.“The nice robe,” I answered. “With the pearl necklace....more
“I can deal with shit.”
I was making dinner. My mother’s aide had called me.
“But not the constipated.”
She went on to tell me about having to put her finger up past “clients’” butts when not even enemas did the trick.
I was flipping burgers. For dinner. I had to feed my family while discussing feces, the phone cradled on my shoulder. The sizzling ground meat were beginning to look a bit less appetizing....
Ahhh, there is not enough time in the day. Ever thought that, or perhaps are living that over and over? I am. Not sure how to balance family, friends, money, and time. Me too. This is starting to sound like an infomercial for Making Care Easier, but even as a founder, I forget that I can use our tool to ask for help....more
As we gather together to give thanks this week, don’t miss the opportunity to check in on elderly loved ones. While phone calls throughout the year are important, seeing mom and dad in person can be the best way to assess physical and mental issues.Give thanks this year by assessing how your mom and dad’s needs are being met:...more
It was our usual atypical school morning, when the dog may poop on the door mat or kids forget their backpacks.
The dog was gag/coughing under the kitchen table.
“Mommy, why’s he doing that?” Little Bro was picking at his bacon, the only thing he’ll eat for breakfast other than Ramen noodles.
The poodle pup had been coughing for a couple of days, like a cat trying to cough up a fur ball.
Well, Thanksgiving and Christmas Part 1 (of 4) is behind us. Our family rarely has a chance to gather everyone together and this year's festivities will long be remembered as the Thanksgiving of 12 people, six dogs, the first grandchild and Granny. ...more
We are about to have six dogs and twelve people converge on our parents' home for the holiday. Thankfully, my parents have a good sized back yard and plenty of sleeping room. Now, if all the personalities could fit in the house.My mom has been looking forward to this for a long time. Yet, I constantly hear mumbles in her voice about how our grandmother is going to ruin everything. Chances are, she might. But, if we plan for that to happen, and assume the worst, we may be predicting our own future....more