This gallery contains 1 photo.
As we sat together at the breakfast table Cindy had one of her patented, glowing smiles. Wanting to milk her good mood further, I brought out a frequently used line I typically use for her more somber moods: “Have I … Continue reading
This gallery contains 1 photo.
Cindy and I used to joke about our reading materials at night. I would curl up with Dilbert or Calvin and Hobbes. As a visiting nurse, Cindy would curl up with books like Fecal and Urinary Incontinence. I marveled at … Continue reading
While at the University of Maryland I gave a presentation about our American Discovery Trail journey to the School of Public Health. That presentation was videotaped and a link to the video subsequently provided. There are three parts to the … Continue reading
This gallery contains 1 photo.
When my Mom had Alzheimer’s we often placed our infant son Noah on her lap. Both would sit perfectly content with the company of the other. That strategy is not available to me with Cindy, a tragic reality. As we … Continue reading
This gallery contains 1 photo.
We just returned from a road trip to Maryland. I had been apprehensive about this trip for Cindy. She handled all the changes in routine better than I anticipated, yet there were some tough moments. In review I gained some … Continue reading
This gallery contains 1 photo.
I can pinpoint the worst experience I’ve had as a caregiver. In fact I already alluded to this experience in a post about sadness headaches. The experience involved an assisted daily living (ADL) need. Cindy needs assistance using the toilet … Continue reading
This gallery contains 1 photo.
Our bedroom lies on the second floor of our house. The kitchen and most other common rooms lie downstairs, while our third-floor attic has been converted into a den. After I have dressed Cindy in the morning I will instruct … Continue reading
