The Day of No Rest
The door opens, she walks to the edge of our bed and loudly exclaims, “Aren’t you getting up?” It’s a bit jolting even though you expect it. … More The Day of No Rest
The door opens, she walks to the edge of our bed and loudly exclaims, “Aren’t you getting up?” It’s a bit jolting even though you expect it. … More The Day of No Rest
If this blog helps someone else understand dementia and caregiver life, if it helps them feel like they are not alone, then I believe it’s valuable and I’ll keep at it. … More Caregiver Struggles
The Caregiver Support Group said it would be good for me to keep a journal. Here is my latest entry: My Caregiver Life It’s the most underrated job and yet the most intensely compassionate job I can imagine. She says I don’t do anything all day, yet I am 100% present and engaged as her … More Nicky’s Journal
“Where’s Joe?” Mrs. Huntington asked. “Mom, he died three years ago,” Nicky answered. “Well, he won’t give you the time of day!” Nicky’s eyebrows shot up. This was her usual response about anyone who had not called her in the last five minutes. “I’m sure he would if he could.” She asked this question repeatedly … More You Can’t Get There From Here
The days are getting longer and Mrs. Huntington wakes up earlier. She usually wakes up with the first light of day. Up until now, it’s been around 7:45, but lately it’s closer to 7:30. Nicky wondered if she would be getting up at 6:30 in the middle of summer. He’d just got back from taking … More Roses are Red, Spit is Blue
Sunday morning began with Mrs. Huntington searching the house for anyone. She was in her blue nightgown creeping down the hallway as the first light of day made a blue cast on the walls. It was still too dark to make out her features. She went into Nicky and Amy’s room and bent down right … More I Sure Enjoyed That Movie
Mrs. Huntington had settled into living with her son Nicky and rarely mentioned the assisted living home now. Having the kids home for the holidays had thrown her for a loop. Their endless bounding energy was often entertaining but sometimes overwhelming. On the last day of Christmas break, Nicky decided to take down the tree … More A Tree of Memories
Starting now, you can find this blog at http://www.carolynbondwriter.com. Be sure to add yourself as a follower of the blog so that you never miss a blog post. Whether you like following the life of Mrs. Huntington or hearing about my novel releases, or both, knowing you enjoy reading my books or blog encourages me … More Easier Web Address!
After a few days, Nicky began to notice that his mom’s hair was looking bad. He knew she had an issue with taking a bath and she really just needed a shampoo. He called Home Health and asked for suggestions. They said the drug store had no-rinse shampoo shower caps. “You just massage her head … More Home Spa & Convalescent
“Nicole, I have been giving this a great deal of thought. I want to bring mom to my house.” He paused when her face froze. “I want you to know that I think you’ve been wonderful with her. It’s not about the care she is getting.” “This is a big decision, Nicky. Are you sure … More A Thousand Suns on My Ceiling