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 |
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
I surged this morning...
...with barely four hours sleep and plenty to do. After Mom's relatively early rising and breakfast we set out to do The Whole Meal Deal on her hair since her beauty shop was closed yesterday and her regular hair dresser doesn't work Tuesdays. Although it takes me two and a half hours to do what Mom's professional hairdresser does in a half hour or less, Mom enjoys it more with me because she loves having her hair played with and she knows I know it and won't try to involve her in distracting conversation. I actually did a pretty decent job today.
My plan was that we'd finish reading over the refinancing agreements, get ready and go sign them in front of a notary today. That sounded good until about an hour ago. My energy is plunging and I'm thinking that my metaphorical fevers may have been echoing physical ones. I feel like I have a cold, should have gotten more sleep last night, need ibuprofen and need a nap. Mom seems alert but I think she'll be okay alone. She's got popcorn. She doesn't seem disappointed that we aren't going anywhere today.
She had a water shed last night. I don't know why. I had her on Detrol. We haven't seen a water shed like this one in weeks. She didn't go to bed abnormally early last night, either, although she was a bear to hydrate yesterday and I sent her to bed on a glass of water.
Later. Maybe. We've got refinancing papers to read, tonight
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