Tag Archives: Caring for elderly parents

The Ladies at the Happy Table

Posted on June 17, 2017 by janehwilson

The ladies at the happy table are not themselves tonight. One of them passed on last Saturday. She went down pretty suddenly—dehydration; a trip to the hospital; back to her room at the retirement center for a day or two, … Continue reading →

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Arise, Sing, Tis Easter

Posted on March 29, 2016 by janehwilson

She used to make: • The ham biscuits • The green beans • The deviled eggs • The potato salad • The fruit salad • The coconut cake • The sweet tea • The Easter Baskets Now her energy is … Continue reading →

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Floundering

Posted on November 13, 2015 by janehwilson

Floundering It is dusk I drive east from the Retirement community And think to myself alone, “I am floundering.” Do flounder actually flounder? Or is it only a human thing, This floundering? I have seen a flounder Fighting for her … Continue reading →

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It’s So Easy To Dismiss Him

Posted on May 8, 2015 by janehwilson

It’s So Easy To Dismiss Him It’s so easy to dismiss him now, This man whose mind betrays him. This man once full of vibrant energy Of hand-holding devotion Of physical long-tall presence Of booming lyric voice Of cross-country travels … Continue reading →

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Dementia 2 – Love Stories

Posted on January 3, 2015 by janehwilson

Dementia 2 – Love Stories Love Story 1 His fire is fading He tires easily His feet betray him He can’t remember People Words Why we will no longer Allow him to drive But he can still give Great big … Continue reading →

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Good Morning

Posted on December 9, 2014 by janehwilson

Good Morning I considered staying in this morning, What with the autumnal chill And the drizzly, mistiness. And people all around me staring down the darkness — A heart gone a flutter, A cancer revealing its fangs, A precious mind … Continue reading →

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Dementia 1 – The Phone

Posted on November 22, 2014 by janehwilson

My father is slipping into to dementia. My mother is riddled with arthritis. They are terribly vulnerable and I am their primary caregiver. My husband’s parents are aging too. It is fair to say that this is turning our lives … Continue reading →

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