The End of the Journey

Major Mary Bryce Wilson Nooney. November 7, 1923 - February 17, 2017. I don't have much to write at the moment. My mind is numb, my thoughts scattered and unfocused. But, I wanted to share my mom's obituary with you: Mary B. Nooney, age 93, passed away peacefully at her home in Aurora, Colorado on... Continue Reading →

The Mom Van

I always swore I'd never buy a mom van. I suppose, in my case, it would be a dad van. Either way: no minivan. Then this happened: A lovely April snow brought down a branch of our neighbor's crabapple tree at about three in the morning. The sound of the branch hitting the car was... Continue Reading →

The Uninvited Guest: Five

Q.  What's the best part of having Alzheimer's? A.  You get to meet new people every day. ***** Humor can get us through dark places, laughing our way through the truths that are mixed into the jokes. My mom's Alzheimer's has not impacted her ability to recognize people she knows. Generally. A few months ago... Continue Reading →

Writing About the Hardest Moments

hard (adj.): •requiring a great deal of endurance or effort. •difficult to bear; causing suffering. -New Oxford American Dictionary   Caring for an aging parent with Alzheimer’s involves many things that are hard: looking on as her body withers; dealing with whatever today’s health crisis is; watching helplessly as her mind drifts and slowly fades... Continue Reading →

The Uninvited Guest: Four

I don’t recognize this woman who claims to be my mother. She looks like my mother though older, more frail. Her hair is whiter so too her skin - it is whiter more pale, like crepe-paper; ashen, lacking life. This woman says she’s my mother, remembers things about me that only a mother would know.... Continue Reading →

The Uninvited Guest: Three

I responded badly. This is the challenge of dealing with someone who has Alzheimer’s: having to learn to speak a new language; having to learn new ways of responding; having to learn that the usual, conditioned responses are no longer acceptable. Mom was watching “Blue Bloods” last night - ION TV has the show on... Continue Reading →

The Uninvited Guest: Two

Dementia. Alzheimer’s. The words are like the two lenses in a pair of glasses. Once you hear the words being used to describe someone you love, once you put the glasses on, everything comes into focus. Everything seems sharper, clearer. Events, memories, conversations - all make more sense. The lenses make the things in front... Continue Reading →

The Uninvited Guest: One

Yesterday. The Endocrinologist - for her diabetes. Once we were in the exam room, I told mom I needed to step out and use the bathroom. A lie - white lie? I was in the hall, waiting for the doctor. My timing was good, for I’d only been in the hall for about 30 seconds... Continue Reading →

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