Category Archives: grandma

the first nursing home visit and then a sharp curve into kittenish territory

It was not as bad as I’d thought. Aunt Pea told me there was shit smell in the halls and her roommate was a semi-vegetative skeleton, in only slightly more euphemistic language. It is rather hospital-ish, and the food is nauseating. (I tried a rubber tater tot. Tator tot?) The roomie is older and spacier, [...]

grandma

I’m really raw and scattered and all over the place. So. 
Aunt Pea just called to tell me they took Grandma straight to the nursing home from the hospital. An ambulance moved her apparently. I’m confused; the plan was to take her tomorrow.
Pea is hysterical but didn’t want to talk. I’m upset too… I called and [...]

eternal sunshine my ass

Edit: I’ve been so wiped out lately that I didn’t take time to respond to all the supportive comments here. Thank you all so much for that! Also, the day after I posted this, Grandma called to ask “Did I seem extra confused yesterday? I am really confused about it.” I told her she’d been mixed [...]

wound, reopened

I’m having a really hard time coping with Grandma’s health. The helpless feeling and frustrations with family have brought my grief for mom right back to the surface and I’m struggling so hard with it all over again. It hasn’t been long enough to think of losing her as an old would but the blood had [...]

more grandma

Grandma didn’t know who I was today. She has been calling me Laura for quite some time, and I shrugged it off as just the wrong name coming out. Like when she said she was looking for her shoe in the cupboard, but I knew she meant the sweetener. Today, though, I realized she actually [...]

this is my new book. old stories new pages.

I feel a kind of loud, heavy aloneness. Angry at the universe that took my mama away and is leaving little holes in Grandma’s memory and sense. Bitter that I have to mother the baby to sleep while Bu has beers and music at friends’. I said it was OK; didn’t know the house would [...]

wow: exhausting, worried week

My Grandma has had a couple of TIA mini-strokes. Seems to be having a lot of trouble with recent memories and her perception of time. She tried to take her medicine (diabetes stuff and Aricept for dementia/possible earloy Alzheimer’s) twice- eep.

veganpagan

…was what my mom called me when I was a) having a candlelit ritual in the backyard, b) extolling the virtues of tofu and condemning the meat industry, c) telling her about my “girlfriend” in Pittsburgh, or d) being otherwise Not Of the Mainstream, at least for my itty bitty suburb in Appalachia.
She would accuse [...]

off to Grandma’s

My lifestyle’s making me insane. Tag-team parenting is bullshit; I want full days with the three of us. I can handle being a working mom, but not a double working mom. It’s great we’ve had design work lately but working evenings and weekends and plopping Molly in front of videos is freaking me out. Also, [...]

melancholy

I feel so overwhelmed and anxious right now. Grandma fell (she still has a cast on her broken ankle from last time she fell. This a.m. wasn’t a bad fall I guess) this morning, so my brother E & I were talking
to cheer myseelf up:Mamaloo of Momcast tells me that fenugreek works by sweetening the [...]