March 11, 2019 I haven’t written here for a couple of months, and there’s multiple reasons for that. After Donna broke her pelvic bone, I spent the first couple of weeks heading to see her and help her rehab constantly. Then once she was moved to another location, a ‘convalescence’ facility, my ability help her… Continue reading Spring is almost here– and so is our vitality.
Tag: cats
Update, and Why this site is mostly quiet.
An update– Mom. Recovery. Dormancy. Mom had her aneurysm, the first wallop to her head that precipitated all the others issues that have happened in the years since, in 2005. That took place the day before her 65th birthday. In 2011, when friends and I took her to a fancy dinner for her 71st birthday… Continue reading Update, and Why this site is mostly quiet.
The post it has taken five tries to write
I began writing a few different pieces for Donnas Lessons in recent days, but part way through I have been becoming exhausted. I simply cannot recount long stretches of the last few years without having the stress, fear, anxiety and ‘fight or flight’ responses from starting to take over my thoughts and feelings before I… Continue reading The post it has taken five tries to write
Donna and Travel, take one.
Donna and I are nearing four years of co-habitation, but aside from camping trips we have not been able to travel since Donna needed regular help and moved in with me. This last year I have made strides in self-confidence and ability to ‘deal’ with the various challenges of caregiving with Donna– and as such… Continue reading Donna and Travel, take one.
Piano lessons for Baisol
Piano Lessons for Baisol Mom has a way that grows around her when she is playing piano. She begins to feel the skill of playing as a lifeline to something in herself. The way her attitude changes towards some things is remarkable. But perhaps most jarring to many, but I’m so lucky to be in… Continue reading Piano lessons for Baisol
October 30, 2017: Three years since mom came home.
October 30, 2017 was the 3rd anniversary of my mother returning home to live with me, and the 4th anniversary of welcoming Baisol into my life as my cat. This year I was actually happy enough to simply note it, and not rant about it. Such is life.
July 25, 2017: Mom scares me by being normal
Much behind the piano, the second biggest improvement in our home has been me getting motivated enough to reclaim mom’s garden for her, and now myself. When I lived here without mom a few years ago (and I was living with a partner at the time), I managed to get the garden half decent, growing… Continue reading July 25, 2017: Mom scares me by being normal
February 19, 2017: Tribute to a cat that’s where it’s at
Like a lot of people, particularly those who are partially or fully isolated, I lean heavily on the sweet animals in my life for emotional support. In fact, were I to write about it as often as I am feeling it, I’d write about Mollie and/or Baisol as much as I do my mother. I… Continue reading February 19, 2017: Tribute to a cat that’s where it’s at
October 31, 2016: 2 years since Mom came home…
I have barely the ability to even recollect on the year 2016. My brother died, this home was almost killed off, my own state was beyond miserable and thoughts of the future were bleak. But the innocent eyes of both Mom and the cats looking back at me continued to keep me going, as did/does… Continue reading October 31, 2016: 2 years since Mom came home…
September 23, 2016: Mom comes home from a respite stay
I desperately need the breaks I manage to go on, but there are down sides. I generally don’t let mom stay at respites for more than 10 days, if she is there longer when she comes back I see serious, obvious decline (as simple as she was getting used to having things she didn’t need… Continue reading September 23, 2016: Mom comes home from a respite stay