Month: March 2016
Fall
This is what we moved Mama J down here for. This rushing to aid after yet another fall. Wiping Mama J’s back and bottom to clean where she peed after she fell. Letting someone else cook her breakfast. Working with a team of aides…
Aftermath
Life of late seems like adjusting to a series of new “normals” — life before Mama J. Life since November. And now, this, the aftermath of last week. Mom’s new normal includes a set of sitters/caregivers, both live and virtual. After her fall and…
“Thagnhgg” and other crises
The texts before lunch went like this. I thought Mama J was just mistyping, but that funny alarm bell was chiming in my head a little, too. Â When I got to her apartment, Mama J was listless. She kept falling asleep at the table…
Travelers
“I need help.” When your mom calls you at 9 at night, and you hear those words in a choked voice, you do not ask questions. You grab your keys and drive three blocks as fast as you possibly can. We got to Mama…
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