Have you ever spent time with someone in their last days? Was it intimate, peaceful and special – or was it full of intrusive hospital equipment, harried nurses, physical pain and no chance to talk?
I was talking with my friend Deb today. She recently shared my CD Songs You Know by Heart
with her mom. The CD is loaded with 18 old-time favorites and includes hits like You Are My Sunshine, Side by Side and Don’t Sit Under the Apple Tree. She was sure her mom would love it.
Last year I experienced one of the great, unexpected joys of grand-motherhood. One lunchtime I introduced my then 18-month old grandson to my meatballs.
Stress is a normal part of life for most people, but for those who’ve taken on the responsibility of taking care of an elderly loved one, the strain can quickly take its toll.
In fact, research consistently shows how the emotional and physical burden of caregiving, along with the uncertainty it brings, means caregivers are far likelier to develop chronic stress than non-caregivers.
My mom died when I was 35 years old. She was only 58. She’s been gone a long time now and sadly, memories do have a way of fading. Here’s one memory I do have. And it comes to me whenever I hear a certain song.
Our memories mean so much to us. They provide us with a sense of self and stand as a reminder of the journey we have taken in this life. And the memories we share with the people closest to us become an intricate piece of our identity.
Deciding between assisted living and in-home care is a tough choice.
When your parent or spouse needs assistance in their daily life, the first thing to do is understand the situation and create a realistic plan to help them live safely and comfortably.
There are lots of reasons why choosing a care home can be fraught with emotion. Often, people find themselves looking for one when there’s a crisis.
The recent PBS documentary, Alzheimer’s: Every Minute Counts, sounded an alarm and a wakeup call to the devastation being caused by dementia, including Alzheimer’s. As more and more people become impacted, it’s important to help family members, including children and the community-at-large, understand the disease so everyone knows how they can help.
Growing up, it felt as though we spent most Sundays visiting my Grandma in a nursing home. Some days she would be angry and combative. Others times she appeared listless and disinterested.