Living with an Early-onset Dementia Diagnosis
No one said this was going to be easy. Trying to decide what – out of 2500 square feet of possessions – we should move to a 1000 square foot house was never advertised as a simple task. Continue reading “The Human Drama of Downsizing”
What a week! And it’s only Wednesday.
Our younger son (YS) had his ACL repair surgery on Monday. We had to be in Charlotte, which is about 1.5 hours away at 5:30 am, which meant getting up around 3:45 am. Ugh. I can get up and start the day pretty early, but that was ENTIRELY too early, even for me. Continue reading “Hedging Your Bets”
How often in life do I watch things unfold – events, conversations . . . you name it – and I’m constantly amazed at the way they usually turn out they way they need to. Even if I didn’t see ANY way that it could possibly happen. Continue reading “Saying the Wrong Thing – At the Right Time”
Oh man – why do these tough conversations come up before I’m ready to have them? But then again, are we ever really ready for the tough ones? Continue reading “Tough Conversations I Don’t Want to Have”
I’m at work, but needed to look at my home email inbox for a particular message – and happened to see a notice from Amazon that I had been charged $2.99 for “How the Universe Works,” an A&E documentary series.
Hmmm . . . Continue reading “How the Universe Works”
Is there anything more fun than sorting through your belongings, trying to pare them down in anticipation of a move?
There might be a beating you can sign up for – I really need to look into that. Continue reading “Time to Get to Work!”
I should have known.
When you’re watching videos about having patience with your LOWD (loved one with dementia – see, I’m learning all sorts of things!!) you have to know that you’re going to have that patience tested, sooner rather than later. Continue reading “Patience in Practice”
Dementia.
I’m learning that it’s not just memory loss.
It’s brain failure. A failure of the brain. Continue reading “I’m Still Learning”
I’ve been trying to get myself and M out the door to walk the dogs in the evening, but it seems like every time I suggest it, I hear a rumble of thunder in the distance. We seem to have a thunderstorm roll through the area almost every evening. And I’m not going out as soon as I get home from work because it’s too hot for the dogs. It’s hard to find a good time. Continue reading “A Walking We Will Go”
