I’ve recently moved in with my ex-wife’s parents to help Pops take care of Mom. She’s got a currently-undiagnosed form of dementia, and I am happy to be of assistance. The situation helps me, too; with my own health issues, it gives me a safe and quiet place to land while I gather my bearings and try to get well enough to return to work.
In the meantime, Pops thought a blog would be a good way to keep family and friends updated on how things are going here with Mom. Pops was hoping to make the blog frank and restrict the access, but this appears to not be possible. Perhaps it is the frugality of my choice of WordPress plans (free), or my own ignorance (pervasive), that prevents me from seeing how to make this blog private. And doesn’t a private blog defeat the purpose? But we want to protect Mom’s privacy, so for now at least, I will endeavor to keep things anonymous.
Today, things are slow and quiet. Pops is at work, mom slept in. We should go to the grocery store later. Mom loves to get out and socialize. Lately, she gets so involved in chatting with the cashiers that she forgets we need to pay. About half the time she tells me she has never had a debit card and she lets me pay. The other half of the time, she remembers she has a card but can’t find it in her wallet, resents my help in finding it as much as my offers to pay. If that is all that happens today, it will be a good day indeed.
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