Wednesday, April 30, 2008
1) is there an immediate opening?
2) are they equipped to handle belligerent patients?
3) do they allow smoking?
They found a facility today that The M likes, but there isn't an opening yet. She said it was much more peaceful and home-like than their second choice, and less than half the cost. The range of costs for these facilities surprises me. They are seeing prices in the range of $4000-9500 per month. I'm not sure how much, if any, medicare will cover.
She told me tonight on the phone that being there with him is "insane". She goes from having tender moments of connection with her father, to screaming in the car to vent frustration, to laughing with her sister about some idiosyncrasy of his, to sobbing into her pillow. She says this is the most difficult thing she has ever endured. And that's saying something.
Now, only read this part if you aren't squeamish. When he landed, it pressed down on the tip of his toenail, and leveraged the nail bed out of the skin at the base of his nail. I get the heebee jeebees just writing it down. Sheesh.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Just as a child doesn't always want what's best for him, neither does he. So not only has The M experienced a role-reversal, becoming the parent, but now she must force him to do something he doesn't want to. All her siblings are coming to Houston to do this together this weekend. I am concerned for her. Last night she cried over the phone with me. She cried as hard as I have ever heard her cry. My ability to comfort her in this is so minimal in this situation.
She and her sister visited Alzheimer's care facilities yesterday. She said they were terribly depressing. So far, none of the ones they have seen in Houston is as nice as the one we have here in town, and they are more expensive. But all his doctors are in Houston, so they are looking there as a first choice.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
I am sitting still
I think of Angelique
her mothers voice over me
and the bullets in the wall where it fell silent
and on a thousandth hill,
I think of Albertine
there in her eyes what I don't see
with my own
now that I have seen,
I am responsible
faith without deeds is dead
now that I have held you in my own arms,
I cannot let go till you are
I am on a plane
across a distant sea
but I carry you in me
and the dust on, the dust on, the dust on (lots of dust) my feet
I will tell the world,
I will tell them where I've been
I will keep my word
I will tell them Albertine
I am on a stage,
a thousand eyes on me
I will tell them, Albertine
I will tell them, Albertine
Friday, April 25, 2008
Let's have a vote. Which one is your favorite picture? Please comment, my vanity needs a booster.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Here's my cats sleeping with stuffed animals.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
The red arrows show the starting and stopping points of their trip. The bottom red arrow also shows our campsite.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I love this weather. It excites me, especially in the middle of the night. This is what the weather radar for central Texas looks like right now:
The M is going to visit her sister and father. He has Alzheimer's and has been degenerating rapidly in the last few months. He went up to Ohio to visit her and have a medical procedure to drain excessive fluid off his brain. It didn't seem to help much.
He can't remember his children's names now, and that has The M rather upset. She feels as if her ability to relate to him has already passed. He still has periods of lucidity, however, so she's trying to get to see him before he looses even that.
We looked into a local Alzheimer's care unit near the Orangehouse. It looks very nice and might be just what he needs. It would likely be a big adjustment for us to have him in town, but perhaps it is what is best for him. We're thinking about it and praying for wisdom.
Sorry I haven't been writing much lately, but this issue combined with the tenure problems, and so on, has left little time to blog.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
He has obviously been listening to me and watching me as I work and it really touched me. I love that I am his hero. I will try not to ruin that.
And every night when I put them to bed, I ask the boys to thank God for one thing. I am trying to cultivate a general sense of gratitude by this habit. That night, in response to the praise he received for his drawing, his prayer was "Thank you that I drew my picture and that I have a good mind, Amen."
Sunday, April 6, 2008
In my first years of marriage, The M thought I was nuts for using her hairdryer on the Old Smokey. Heck, I thought everyone did it! What do you mean your father never used a hairdryer on the hibachi? It must have taken forever to cook anything.
Just for this post, I went and took a picture of our hairdryer. Sorry the quality isn't the best. If you look at the rim, you can see the left side is bubbly and melty, while the right side is still smooth and relatively unmaligned.
Well anyhow, I have this tree stump in my backyard that I have been trying to get rid of. Today was the third day I tried to burn it out. As I sat there watching it smoulder, an ancient voice spoke to me out of the traditions of my forefathers. "Plug it in, Luke." Something like that.
At this point, it would be reasonable for you to think that I used a hairdryer to fan the flames. And you would be close. Instead I used a leaf blower, and MAN! was it cool! We could get the "coals" glowing a very bright color orange, as you can see. They boys helped me out and together we filled the backyard with smoke. It was indeed good.
Jono takes a turn.
D comes in from upper angle. Can you see the smoke in the air?
If you held the blower right on the coals, they would glow like... like... something really bright!And lastly, here is some video that D shot with his camera. It's a bit shaky, but he was excited. You can clearly hear Jono say "Papo, can I do some?". D says "Oh gosh." when the smoke gets in his eyes. And oh yes, the fellow with the good lookin' legs in the knee-high rubber boots is yours truly.