The definitive, eccentric journal of an unlikely caregiver.
As of 1/18/04 this journal continues at The Mom & Me Journals dot Net.
As of 1/18/04 this journal continues at The Mom & Me Journals dot Net.
7 minute Audio Introduction to The Mom & Me Journals
is to undermine the isolation of the caregiving experience
by offering all, especially our loved ones, a window into our lives.
As I post to this journal I think of our loved ones and their families,
how busy and involved we all are, and that,
if and when they come to this site they can be assured
that they will miss nothing in our lives and will, thereby, recognize us
and relax easily into our arms and our routines
when we are again face to face.
Legend of Journal Abbreviations
APF = A Prescott Friend (generic) DU = Dead Uncle LTF = Long Time Friend a.k.a: MFASRF = My Fucking Anal San Rafael Friend MA = Mom's Accountant MCF = My Chandler Friend(s) MCS = My Colorado Sister MDL = My Dead Lover MFLNF = My Former Lover Now Friend MLDL = My Long Distance Lover |
MFA = Mom's Financial Advisor MFS = My Florida Sister MPBIL = My Phoenix Brother-in-Law MPF = My Phoenix Friend (generic) MPNC = My Phoenix NieCe MPNP = My Phoenix NePhew MPS = My Phoenix Sister MS = Mom's Sister MTNDN = My Treasured Next Door Neighor OCC = Our Construction Company |
Sunday, July 13, 2003
Looks like I'll be playing catch-up, tomorrow...
...here. I hit a roll, today, with Mom's test results, and kept going until I got everything I have posted, just before dinner. It was a quiet day, I was completely boring, no one came, no one went, miracle of miracles only one person called. And now, I've got some clean-up to do on my computer and some miscellaneous chores before I go to bed.
Today was an easy day on Mom. I think she prefers it when I'm boring, locked up in a book or typing behind the computer. I don't bug her to stay up, move around, I'm not suggesting why don't we go here, why don't we go there...she loves it.
I will, soon, very soon, be posting my apologia for the colonoscopy. Until then, trust that I think, this time, it's necessary. I've watched Mom's life become smaller and smaller over the last year, and now I know, for sure, it's due to her anemia, which simply isn't being addressed as well as all of us working on Mom's health thought it would be.
The intense concentration on blood work words and numbers has piqued my curiosity. I'm thinking I'll be scrounging for a layman's book on blood chemistry soon, just so I can develop a nodding familiarity with what will be gracing my sights more and more often, now.
Mmmmmmi'm tired. Time to wrap up the day and take it to bed.
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