Whatever. December 10, 2008
Posted by makingyourdashcount in Holidays, intolerance, Life Journey, mourning, rants, Thoughts, Uncategorized.Tags: Christmas, December, Holidays
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You do not have to understand why I am not gleeful this time of year. You do not have know each and every reason. It is not your job to change my attitude, my thoughts, my concerns. It is not my job to celebrate because your calendar says I should.
Yes, we live in an assimilated America. No, that does not mean that I have to celebrate your holiday with you, if I do not wish to. I don’t even have to celebrate “my” holdiays! If I choose to, that is my choice. If I choose not to, do not call me a scrooge. Do not tell me that I am in a bad mood.
Please respect the fact that I have my reasons, and my life manual does not say that I have to share them with you.
That said, have a happy new year and safe holiday season.
Assisted Living August 14, 2008
Posted by makingyourdashcount in assisted living, eldercare, Life Journey, Thoughts.Tags: assisted living, elderly, parents
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| I should feel relaxed to day. Yesterday’s move to assisted living went as smoothly as possible. Dad is now in the cre`me de la cre`me of AL facilities, which is immaculate. Everyone we meet there is friendly, gentle and kind. His room, which is indeed a room and not an apartment, seems “just right” for his needs. No longer will I get late night calls telling me of concerning behavior. They offer activities and outings that are appropriate for him. So why am I still a bundle of raw nerves? |
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(Dennis, one of the house pets) |
Perhaps it is the newness of the place and routine. Perhaps it is because I am making decisions for someone else and I want them to be the right ones. (I will comment on this more fully later this week.)
I think it is more that this is “dad.” His needs are beyond his own capabilities. I never really thought of him as someone unable to care for himself or to make decisions that keep him safe. I hoped when he moved to Columbus that he could enjoy all that my wonderful city offers, but he has not. It’s been beyond his abilities and I find this very disconcerting. I’m sure that my nerves will relax, as he settles into his new home, and as I see that yes, indeed, I made the right decision for him. Until then, I will consciously take time out to breathe. |
