I'm pretty sure no one calls New Jersey a wilderness, but given that it will be....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part XIV (final)
Just How Did You Get Her There From Here? So she ended up in Wonderful Place....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part XIII
When A Tree Lands On Your House So, after consulting wise people whose profession requires them to know this stuff, we decided to follow the guidance of deception as kindness. Whatever we did, we were not going to tell her the truth. It’s like....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part XII
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Adventures in Dementia*land: Part XI
Heroic Efforts: When Loving a Dog is Not Enough We thought that we were....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part XI
When Loving a Dog is Not Enough We thought that we were going to move her last summer. But then there was a court hearing. Much to our surprise, when she was served with notice that she could object to her son’s nefarious plans to move her out of....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part X
The Proper Distance from a Slow Motion Train Wreck Today I learned that....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part IX
To Clean or Not to Clean? The woman offering my mother Meals on Wheels turns....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part VIII
Keeping Guilt Company During this visit much has happened. And nothing has happened. During this visit I I vacuumed her living room floor. Or part of the floor. The visible part. I cleared out a bathroom that hasn’t been used in two decades.....
Adventures in Dementia*land: Part VII
The Smell of Prell: Nostalgia Comes Knocking Tonight was intended to be the....