Not sure why anyone would care to read this but have to share it with someone so there you are. I have inklings of what its like to struggle with doing the simplest things. Like this morning trying to get the battery out of my cell phone. Each time I do it its like the first time. And my mother, locking the door to her room, and unlocking it, and locking it, and unlocking it, just to be sure she remembers how to unlock and lock it. Continue reading
thirteen hours straight driving and I’m home again. I was horrible yesterday, absolutely horrible to my mother. Who of course does not remember how horrible I was. Which makes me wonder how many other people are horrible to people with dementia. Continue reading
I am in the land of the Golden Girls. I am experiencing the nightmare version of Golden Girls. My mother, 84, is afraid to die. She wants me to be with her. All the time. Who can blame her? I would feel the same way. I do feel the same way. She lives in what is loosely termed Assisted Living. Three times a day, she and a hundred or so other souls with broken bodies or minds sit in their wheelchairs, walkers, or the lucky ones who can stand, waiting for feeding time. Continue reading
Not sure how I got from looking for a copy of the script for Wall-E to this video but I think I will share it with you, whoever you are. http://vimeo.com/6276909
“Some truffles emit the odor of certain mammalian steroids, including androstenol (androst-16-en-3-ol), a chemical that occurs in the black truffle Tuber melanosporum and in the testicles of swine. In fact, it is found in the saliva and breathe of rutting boars, where it serves as a pheromone to overcome the sexual inhibitions of young female pigs. ” for more go to link “waynes word”.
Last night I thought if only I can get back to the Bronx, to that very street where I lived with my grandparents, the only place I ever felt I had a home, if only I could do that then… Continue reading