Supporting all who care for elders
The whole song leaves me wondering. Partridges are small for eating, pear trees are dormant in winter and as for the leaping lords and milking maids…forget it. (The five golden rings have possibilities, but I got a golden engagement ring in March and a golden wedding band in September, so I’m good for rings as […]
On the First Day of Christmas, Dementia Gave To Me… Read More »
The year after my husband died, I asked to make Christmas dinner. My sister-in-law and I went year-about with Christmas, and it was her turn. My coping mechanism, for the first few months, entailed keeping myself so busy, I didn’t have a lot of time to think. I worked full-time, made all the preparations for
The One Where Christmas Happened Without You And We Found A Way Read More »
Jenn hated The Little Drummer Boy. As a mother of four, she would indignantly declare, “What new mother in her right mind would welcome a kid with a drum?” She had a point. But it became a thing with us. I would send her every new version of the song I could find, every cartoon, ornament,
The One Where We’re Grieving, and We Laughed Read More »
The answer to today’s Wordle puzzle was “ninja.” Immediately, tears pricked my eyes and a thousand memories flooded my brain. I miss my favourite ninja. You may have read about the passing of my lovely niece, Jenn, this last August. https://smallmiracles.online/the-not-so-small-miracle-of-jenn-a-life-well-lived/ As a marathon runner, she would get up before sunrise during Manitoba winters to
The One Where We Lost Someone, And Christmas Came Anyway Read More »
Do you remember the excitement when the Eaton’s catalogue used to arrive? I could ask for one present. I’d always receive more than that, and my stocking contained all kinds of small treasures, but the one I asked for would be the “desire of my heart” present. The thing I couldn’t live without (or so
The Value of Good Choices in Your Elder’s Journey Read More »
I received a call at work. My husband, at home on disability with cardiac myopathy (severe heart disease) had told the visiting nurse to leave. She saw his swollen ankles and his general frail state and was concerned he was moving quickly toward cardiac failure. I worked hours away, but rushed home as fast as
How to Help Manage the Many Pills Your Elder Needs Read More »
We’ve all done it. You’re calling one of your kids, and you run through the roll call of names, including the family dog. This is not that. This is when you sit beside your mother who walks with dementia, at a family event, give her a kiss and say, “Hi, Mom. How are you doing?”
How to Cope When Your Elder Forgets Your Name Read More »
Something about this quiet, gentle man intrigued me. I saw unconventional in his grey pony tail, I saw intelligence in his perceptive questions, but my overwhelming impression was a penetrating sadness. His wife of many years had moved to our floor because her dementia meant it wasn’t safe for her to live alone with him.
Dementia Has a Name, But It’s Not Your Elder’s. Read More »
Do you have a hot button? An event, a chance comment, something you hate doing because it pulls a negative trigger inside you? For me, it’s anything that makes me feel stupid. As a little girl, I often missed things. We would drive in the country and my parents would point out cows or horses
An Empathetic Peek Inside the Mind With Dementia Read More »
I can’t remember what I had for sale. That’s not important to the story. I posted it on Facebook, saying that my price was firm because I would be using the money to put toward a recumbent bike for my niece. She had what we thought was Parkinson’s, and couldn’t safely walk outside, but this
How Your Caregiver Journey Can Flourish With Excellent Support Read More »