Sister cries out from her baby bed Brother runs in feathers on his head Momma's in a room learning how to sew Daddy's drinking beer listening to the radio Hank Williams sings Kaw-Liga and Dear John And time marches on Time marches on Sister's using rouge and clear complexion soap Brother's wearing beads and he smokes a lotta dope Momma is depressed barely makes a … [Read more...]
Archives for 2015
Memory Loss Cartoon
Nothing to say here, just look at the cartoon - … [Read more...]
At My Wit’s End
This morning, I had a meeting with the nursing home staff. It didn't go great. Then it got worse. Fuck me. I met with Kamal, whose title eludes me. He did the "intake" interview. Here's how it went down. We met in the lobby then went to his office. He asked if my mom wanted to be part of the discussion and I said no. You know why? Read this, this, and this. (She says … [Read more...]
“I Can’t Do It”
"I CAN'T DO IT!" That line keeps repeating in my head. Over and over and over and over and over again. That's mostly what my mom said during yesterday's PT session. She has a very strong fear about falling, which I kinda get. Except she didn't have that fear 3 weeks ago and she hasn't fallen since then. When the PT and OT set her up in the, oh, I don't know what you … [Read more...]
Physical Therapy with Casey
My mom has this penchant for saying "No." She is in a state of mind where it's just easier to say no. To everything. Even those things that will get her out of the joint (my word for her imprisonment in the nursing facility, not hers). In fact, she is especially adept at saying no to the things that will help her the most. She's stubborn. Bullheaded. Won't give … [Read more...]