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I recently failed, yet again, with my accounting paperwork as Cindy’s conservator. At least this time I understood the underlying cause for my repeated failures. Cindy owns one half of the house, thus she should be covering only one half … Continue reading
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Our trips down the stairs best reveals Cindy’s physical decline over time. She has gone through several stages. First her balance went, then her muscle strength. More recently her legs do not function to bend or straighten when they should. … Continue reading
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A Hypocrite I Am One evening this past week I neglected my caregiver duties. I forgot to give Cindy her pills and brush her teeth. I remembered the pills after Cindy was in bed; I administered them by propping her … Continue reading
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I laid awake the morning after Halloween reflecting on how things have changed. Once upon a time, during these caregiver days, I would say “I love you” to Cindy when I woke up and her response would be a contented … Continue reading
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This week I am about to go against my own advice. Recent research revealing a strong correlation between spirochetes and Alzheimer’s prompted this. I’ve maintained that oxidative stress is the direct cause of dementia symptoms and that prevention is the … Continue reading
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I had a rare evening out last week; “out” means outside on our porch, where I worked on a project board. Projects are one of my wellness strategies. I find them to be a useful distraction from both my personal … Continue reading
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Saturday was one of those gems that pop up unexpected. As often happens I came across something early in the day that set the table for what was to follow. On Facebook a friend lamented about how we have strayed … Continue reading
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New Years and birthdays are a natural time to reflect. I wish I could have changed the topic for my mind’s reflection this past birthday, but the mind often drifts to where it wants or needs to be. That topic … Continue reading
As I hugged Cindy tightly a comforting thought came to mind. All along I’ve been drawing the wrong parallels with Cindy’s eventual passing. Cindy does not have to pass away like Mom, in a nursing home with no family by … Continue reading
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As I guided Cindy from one room to another, holding both her hands and slowly backing up in front of her, I noticed her legs for the first time in quite awhile. Even during the summer she usually wears pants … Continue reading
