by wrinkler on August 4, 2010
The wonderful hospital sent my mom back home yesterday. Not home home, because she can’t go back to her apartment by herself. But home to the nursing home part of the retirement community where she lives.
She missed yesterday entirely. She missed everything about it, because she was someplace deep inside. She missed breakfast, lunch, and [...]
by wrinkler on August 3, 2010
My 92 year old mom is in the hospital.
She’s been there since Saturday and they haven’t done much. She had a very small stroke, and they were going to do a few tests to look for Other Things. But they already knew they wouldn’t treat her for the Other Things, so I asked them not [...]
by wrinkler on July 2, 2010
My mom’s wristwatch stopped working. It’s just the battery. I know this because I took her to get the battery replaced the last time her wristwatch stopped, which was a looooonnnnnnngggggg time ago. So long ago that she still went outside sometimes.
We went to a mall somewhere in Ohio to get it fixed. I remember [...]
by wrinkler on September 18, 2009
The problem with living so far away from my mother is that I can’t see her. I can tell, over the phone, that she’s having trouble finding words and that the gaps in her memory are expanding like sinkholes.
But I can’t see how long it takes her to stand up from the couch. She rocks forward and gets [...]
by wrinkler on September 17, 2009
Then I got back on a plane and went to see my mother.
She lives far away from me. And I get out there about once a year. So, every time I see her, it’s kind of a surprise.
For me.
The surprise is seeing what’s gotten a little–or a lot–harder for her in the last 12 months.
This time, [...]
by wrinkler on March 20, 2009
My 92 year old mother has a sore leg and a scrape on her forehead. And she’s suddenly willing to use a walker. She denies that she fell, but you don’t have to be a genius to figure out that she did.
The good news is that she lives in an excellent assisted living facility. The [...]