Happy Mother’s Day
Not really. Not for my family. Not for me. Not for her. Not for my dad. Our Mother’s Day sucked. Instead of brunch with mom at her favorite restaurant or an afternoon at home filled with laughter and...
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My mom pooped her pants. Actually, it was a tiny accident. She can control her bowels (and her bladder too)…………….. you just have to get her to a bathroom when she has to go—cause let’s face it: When...
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Watching my mom become agitated and anxious when she’s in my own home is stressful. We have our routine together and it doesn’t usually involve trekking over to my house, just a 15 minute drive away....
View ArticleShe Yells Too Much Or Finding Another Home
I got the call while I was on assignment in Tucson with a colleague. “I need to talk to you about your mom. She’s not fitting in.” Of course she’s not. She has Frontotemporal dementia. She yells. You...
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