Archive for September 2018

Pain

I have never before sat with a person crying from pain for hour upon hour. My sister needed pain meds but was unwilling to get relief – until now. She was afraid of drugs and the side-effects too. In all fairness, her attention was on caring for my mother instead of herself, but she is…

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Mom

My mother. I can’t say she’s resting now. For the last twenty years, she used a wheel chair most of the time, so I tend to think she’s hiking, or fishing, or bossing those Welch boys around on my great-grandpa’s farm. For sure she’s drinking root beer floats and watching M*A*S*H every evening. Mary Ann…

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Two-Edged Sword

My mother passed away a few days ago, but I am going to post these blogs just as I wrote them. A two edged sword. That is how I describe this process at the end of my mother’s life. Hospice is full of warm, wonderful, helpful people. They have resources, knowledge and experience with each…

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One Day

Exhaustion. Nothing about my day was physically trying, it was all emotional. It started at 7 in the morning after a sleepless night. My daughter called and wondered why I had forgotten to remind her it was time to pay estimated taxes. Oops. How could I be expected to remember to remind her when I…

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A Call

The Aspen colors in the mountains were spectacular on the drive over the Continental Divide. I have never seen the hill across from town of Copper Mountain so beautiful. It was stunning. I wondered if that had anything to do with why they named the town Copper Mountain. At any rate, it certainly made this…

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Caregivers

The autumn colors have me fired up and I’m making changes in the garden. I’m pulling out and giving away, putting in steps once I figure out what I want, and planting a few new things. I love the ever changing art form of the garden. It evolves as it matures, plus I figure out…

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Colors

Either a bug got me, or stress finally took its toll, but I was down and out for two long days. Yuck. None of the things on my list got done, and worst of all, I missed a kayaking trip. Maybe this is my body’s way of making me take time off. I don’t know.…

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Rain in the night

Here I am, doing something I should not do, writing my blog at the last minute. It usually makes more sense when I have edited it a few times. Not today. The emotions of dealing with my mother and sister, along with the many miles put on my car, leave me exhausted at the end…

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Where’s the line?

My mother looked at my sister and asked, “Who are you?” That had to cut her to the heart. My sister and I had earlier had a nasty fight over my mother’s care. It’s hard for her to accept my help, or suggestions. It is all seen by her as my dissing the care she…

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