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This was a morning that happens about once every two months, cleaning up a considerable mess. Once every two months is not often, for which I am grateful, but this time during the clean up I noticed how much muscle … Continue reading
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Pedicab season is here again, but I’ve been remiss not to mention what tided us over in the interim. February was unseasonably warm in Norfolk, warm enough even to get Cindy outside, as long as I found a way to … Continue reading
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Charissa climbed into the pedicab aside her Mom and off we went for the Easter service at church. Last November, when I put the pedicab into storage, I did not think there would be another pedicab season with Cindy. On … Continue reading
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My daughter Serena has her own blog; her most recent post shared her understandable concern for what may happen to her in the future, given her family history of dementia. Lately my posts have veered away from any brain health … Continue reading
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Motivated in part by folks seeing a pedicab all about town last summer, with the potential of another pedicab season ahead, our local newspaper the Norfolk Now did an article on us in their latest issue (Click the title to … Continue reading
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Cindy lies on our bed as I go through her range of motion therapy. First I bend and swivel her legs, then her arms. I do five reps for each of 12 exercises, counting each rep out as I do … Continue reading
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Many mornings I ask Cindy if she slept OK. Even when I know she hasn’t she will answer with a cheerful “yes.” On March 10, 2017, for the very first time, she answered “no.” As far as I could tell … Continue reading
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Cindy had remained in her chair the whole time a companion was over, the chair I call the throne. I help Cindy off the throne just before I sit down on a bench to play guitar. I get her up … Continue reading
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We celebrated Cindy’s birthday on Sunday at our usual haunt: The Wood Creek Bar and Grill. We invited a few family members and the local companions who have been visiting Cindy. We would have invited more but I knew word … Continue reading
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We are at the bottom of our stairs. Standing up one step from Cindy I drape her forearms on top of my shoulders. I reach down and cusp my right hand behind her left knee. Her leg is limp and … Continue reading
