Jenny Graves

I'm a daughter of a mother stricken with dementia, a niece to an aunt living with Alzheimer's and a caregiver to a father left to live alone. I’m a staunch advocate for all three to ensure they maintain dignity & life quality. Oh...and I'm a worn out 40 something professional wondering if this will also be my fate one day...

Life hurts...and wears you out...and just plain sucks sometimes

 I just got off the phone with my dad....more

Mardi Gras 1940's Style...

Mardi Gras 1940's Style...With Mardi Gras 2012 in full swing, I think about the stark differences between Mardi Gras of today versus many years ago when my aunt was a young Tulane grad student living in the French Quarter of New Orleans.  The late 1940's era was a far more innocent time and my aunt most definitely led a very sheltered life....more

It's done...

It's done... After a 15 minute proceeding, I was declared the permanent legal guardian and conservator of my aunt...after 16 long months of trying to figure out what to do, I did it...thank God...my aunt is safe and cared for....more

Court

Hitting the road to attend our final hearing to finalize guardianship and conservatorship.  Ready for this to all be over...really need some light at the end of the tunnel....more

My Life: A really bad made for TV movie...

I don't really know where to start to describe the events of the past four days.  The outrage I feel right now is palpable and has taken over every thought in my tired brain.  I feel as though I'm living in a really bad Lifetime movie. ...more

Two days down...a lifetime to go...

Two days down...a lifetime to go... So...my aunt experienced her first weekend in her new home.  Amazingly, after her first night there on Friday, which was anything but peaceful, she has remained calm...she still wants to go home...repeatedly asking for a taxi...but, she is pleasant and calm....more

What are we doing here, anyway?

What are we doing here, anyway? The ER doctor sat with his back to me, facing my aunt, speaking softly and slowly.  My heart sank as he first walked through the door...he looked to be about 16 years old...hair neatly pulled back into a long ponytail and he spoke with a slow, twangy West Virginia drawl...my only thought was that he looked like a 2011 version of Doogie Houser, MD...What on earth could this kid possibly know about geriatrics, Alzheimer's and what it's like to try ...more

She talks to angels...

Am I terrible for being just a little sad that my grandmother is no longer coming to "visit" my aunt now that the doctor's have started her on meds to help with the hallucinations? ...more