I called my mother yesterday evening because I was all happy I’d found a friend to take my father to church while we are out of town. I ended up talking to her for quite awhile, with her in tears for some of the conversation. Evidently meals are becoming more of a challenge and an issue for them and she still hadn’t had dinner and she’s diabetic, and my father was being difficult…. As I said to her: A. He’s Joseph and he’s difficult. B. he has Alzheimer’s which is going to change his behavior and make him difficult. So it’s hard to know when you’re dealing with A or B or a combination. You have to try not to take B personally but of course that’s easier said than done. And when it’s A you have to just remember that you’ve been married to him for 54 years….
ehhh, I don’t know. I’ve been focussing on my job and us and this was a just a little reminder that there’s more going on in my life and their life. I talked to my mother about Meals on Wheels. She actually seemed relatively open—we’ll see when I talk to her today. I couldn’t sleep during the night worrying about it all. Now I’m so bleary I can barely keep my eyes open.
Thank God I got to watch RockStar: Supernova after that (and thanks to my sister for understanding and letting me off the phone for such a reason). It’s so horrid and so wonderful. ‘Hot, salty, sour, sweet’ is what keeps going through my head for some reason….
What is with all the weird, open eye stares on Rock Star? Those rockers look a little odd. I feel so bad for your folks, in a little way I know how hard it is to hold on to your dignety. By the way have you tried Pandora.com???
I was doing the Pandora thing and the last song played was “Can I take my Gun up to Heaven?”
I know, they are WAY scarier this year than last….
I have tried Pandora—sometimes it’s so right on and sometimes so startling….