Living with an Early-onset Dementia Diagnosis
Progress!
We have actually had positive progress on the short-term disability front. Yesterday, I received a phone call from M’s employer, letting me know that the liaison for the insurance company had spoken to someone at the insurance company about my problem AND that Continue reading “Trust, But Verify”
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives. Am I the only one old enough to remember that?
The insurance/doctor/employer debacle continues. I spoke to M’s HR representative Friday and she got in touch with someone she normally deals with at the insurance company. That person Continue reading “The Days of Our Lives”
(Originally posted in Facebook on June 5, 2019)
Yesterday was a great day! I had a couple of errands to run after work, but I had marked them on our GIANT wall calendar and I texted M about them as I was leaving work so he was aware. I had also made sure he had dinner foods in the fridge, so he could handle all that without me.
By the time I got home, it was only 7:30, but he was already in the shower. When he got out, I told him I had thought about taking the dogs to the frozen custard shop – and he already had his shorts and t-shirt on before I could finish the sentence. He was ready to go! Suggest a break in his keto-type eating and he’s in!
We got small vanilla cones for the dogs (and yes, large chocolate cones for the humans) and everyone had a great time. Our younger dog is 3 years old today, so she suffered through me putting a birthday hat on her head in exchange for the frozen custard. I think she’ll forgive me soon.
It all went well – M was focused and helpful with the dogs. He even got out of the car (without me asking) and helped me back out of a parking spot when a truck beside me was too big for me to see around it .
He and I also had a calm discussion about our finances and how we’ll handle things when he isn’t able to work anymore. He didn’t get snippy and start blustering about “what do you mean, I’m not going to be able to work anymore?” It was actually a productive conversation. No concrete plans, but we have a direction.
I’ll take every good day I can get.
The picture is of the birthday girl, enjoying her treat.