Tag: AdventuresWithMamaJ

Perspective

Periodically I’ll see one of those memes on Facebook or the web that reminds us to be patient with others, whose personal difficulties may be undetected: This one in particular comes to mind:  “Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about….

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…

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…

Oh (2), oxygen

This weekend we had a couple of oxygen mishaps, one funny and two decidedly not so. The funny oxygen mishap was me sitting on a spare oxygen tank in the back seat of the car, depressing the lever and getting goosed by a strong “whoosh!”…

Grace, Part 2

When she was a girl, Mama J participated in a Bohemian/Czech youth gymnastics program called Sokol. She always had lovely legs, and I still see the grace in her limbs. Next post: Oh (2), oxygen

You’re never too old …

To wear pink hair chalk to match your sweater. To talk to your daughter’s mother-in-law about your poop chart. Extensively. Seriously, say “poop” one more time. … to be embarrassed by your mother. 🙂 Next post: Grace, Part 2