I’m Here Again: How Do You Do It All

Hello everyone. I’m curious to find out how you all do everything?

How do you post on your blog, write your book, answer all your emails, spend time with family, do your errands and shopping, take care of your house and be the wonderful wife our husband’s want? Read more writing books because we want to read them and keep learning?

Whew that is exhausting.

Guess my eighty four years is showing, although my age never bothers me.

I am writing a book, something I have never attempted before and this time I promised myself that I would finish it. Still a very rough first draft, but it’s moving along just fine for now.

All is well in my house. I’m still driving, my husband has become my co-pilot and I like that he is there to help.

So people, tell me, how do you do it all?
Keep love and kisses in your life.

Here I Am Again

It’s time I showed my face again. New ideas running through my head about writing and about life. I’m living every day as if it were my last. When I’m feeling good that is. Life is all about attitude. And I keep my attitude working hard to stay in the right place. All with a smile.

I am writing again, and this time, loving what I’m doing. I’m reading and rereading books on writing, and doing an actual story. I might need some help brainstorming in the near future, so stay tuned.

Howard is doing fine. Still going to the Neurologist about the new diagnosis of Alzheimer’s. She calls him weird. He is not impaired, and he does better on those tests every time he goes there. She wants his brain, but he told her she had to wait until he died. I love his sense of humor.

This time around Howard is reading my writing. He never did that before. I have to say he is quite enthralled with it. I suppose he never knew I had a little bit of talent in writing. Neither did I, which is why I never showed him any of it.

Life is good, at 84, a little bit limited. We can’t do the things we used to do. Now I am the driver, and we get out to doctors, errands, and our kids. We are so fortunate to have so much family close to us. My almost six year old geat granddaughter lives a half mile away. We see her at least 3-5 times a week. And daughters and granddaughters come for dinner too, so four nights a week we are busy.

Living in a 55 plus small community also has it’s perks. I started a writing club here and we have been doing this for the fourth year. I play Mah Jongg when we can get a game, and Meditation when it is being done in our center. That is enough for me. I also do a little bit of knitting when I have the time.
But, right now is writing time.

See you all soon. Remember Alzheimer’s isn’t contagious. Adopt a caregiver in your neighborhood, and let that person know you care and want to be able to listen. Do it by email, phone, text, just be there for that person. ISt is the gift that keeps on giving and costs nothing.
Love and Kisses to all.

Time Flies

It’s been such a long time since I have written. So let’s see what has been happening. First of all, I’m good. I attribute a lot of that to my Meditating every day. When I don’t do it, I miss it.

Also keeping up better with everyday paper work, except for my blog. What does that say about me? I wonder?

My writing group is still going great. We did free writing today, and it went so well, we are going to do it every day for the month of April. Will be very interesting to see what pops up.

Howard is doing so well that he failed participating in the new drug trial for Alzheimer’s Disease for mild to moderate dementia.. He failed because he is
‘too highly functional’ isn’t that wonderful news. It was for us. Especially since I wasn’t so happy with some of the possible side effects.

I also participate in computer classes, Meditation classes and Mah Jongg. At almost 83, that is enough.

For those of you who have Sjogren’s Disease, please note that you must take care of your dry eyes. My eye doctor informed me today that when my eyelid closes on my left eye, it is scratching my cornea. I really didn’t want to hear that. I have to go back in a month. In the meantime I need to use my Bio Tears 4 times a day (4 pills) and use my Restasis every day. Plus eye drops. Often! Any of you have any more ideas for me? Feel free to comment. Would love to hear from you.

Keep love and kisses in your life.
Remember that Alzheimer’s Disease is not contagious!

Writing and Reading Today

Today is my writing meeting here at the Senior Community where I live. I am the facilitator, I give the homework, and guess what, I didn’t do my homework for today. So now I have to do last week’s homework and this week’s homework. I already started on next week’s homework..and I will be prepared. While in class, we wrote what I call a Shimmering Image story. (I didn’t make up the name Shimmering Image, someone else did) It’s part of a memoir piece that stands out vividly in our minds. Mine was about getting my foot operated on, and my son, who was six at that time, brought me home a gift. He had wrapped it in newspaper, and gave it to me while I sat in the living room, on a kind of lazy boy chair. He was so proud, but when I opened it, it comtained a smelly dead fish! I thanked him, and told him to go up and do his homework. As soon as he went up the stairs, I got my crutches and threw the foul smelling fish in the garbage disposal. Whew, what a smwll. I hoped it wouldn’t perfume the whole house. Now that was a shimmering image, how could I ever forget that day.

As for reading, we hav started a book club. Different in that we all would be reading our own choice of books, and bringing in a detailed synopsis to read to the group. We meet once a month, and our first meeting will be the 25th of February. Should be an interesting meeting. I was going to do the book I read a long time ago, Mitigated Circumstances by Nancy Taylor Rosenberg, because I thought the book had much we could discuss. Instead, I just started reading In MY Hands, the story of Irena Gut, the lady who saved all those Jews in Poland. We have all heard about how she did that in stories of her and in movies, but this book starts at her very young age of fourteen. I am mesmerized by her ability to think and act the hero, without a thought to her own safety. She is my hero, and I would hope in a case of emergancy that I could react with the same king of courage. I salute her.

On a quite different tack, my four year old great granddaughter, was going to take a bath. She always dresses and undresses herself, this is one kids who doesn’t want any help, she can do it herself. Well, she couldn’t get her shirt off, so she said, “F…k it, I’m frustrated.” My granddaughter burst out laughing until she was crying and asked, “Why did you say that?” And her answer, so simple, “Well, when Daddy gets frustrated, that’s what he says. In fact he said it four times yesterday while he was trying to fix the lights on the kitchen ceiling.” Out of the mouths of babes, they see all and hear all.
I can’t top that.

The rest of my week is easy, Meditation, Mah Jongg and the knitting instructor. My sweater I’m knitting is in big trouble, and I need to hear what my knitting lady tells me. I have the back finished, the sleeves finished, and the front up to the armholes. The problem is I had to buy more yarn online, and although they said it was the same dye lot, it isn’t. And it shows. Could you send me some luck? I probably will ahve to scrap this whole sweater. Bummer.

Hope you all have a nice week planned. Talk to you soon.
Remember to keep love and kisses in your life.

Update for 2014

In case you haven’t heard my husband has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease for the second time in twenty years. So far he is fine, and we take it one day at a time. At 82 and 83 we are fortunate to have each other. We are blessed with family around us and four great grandchildren, ages 4,3,2,and 1.
As you know that can keep us busy, and we love it, even though we tire easily.

I am still learning how to write, and still have my writing group in the Senior Community where we live. I also am a part of the book club, Meditation, and Maj Jongg groups. That keep my mind active and busy. Better than three doctor appointments in one week, which is also something that happens once in a while.

Howard is starting a new drug trial for Alzheimer’s Disease on March 11th. According to our instructions we will have to be there that day for seven hours. Will keep you updated on how that works out. I’m hoping if I bring my Ipad, I will have some time to read and or write. Or maybe not, the people at the drug trial might have other things in mind for both of us. Does anyone have an opinion on drug trials?

Our book club will work a little differently, since we will be reading our own choices of books, and then bringing in a significant synopsis of said book. We are meeting once a month, which gives everyone plenty of time to read the book of their choice. The reason we did this is because we are a diverse group with different ideas of which book to read. I also think this works since we won’t have to go to the library and have them order the amount of books we need, and then to go back to the library and bring back the books. It also introduces us to new books that we probably would never think of reading. Do you think this is a good idea?

Keep love and kisses in your life.

Happy 2014

Wishing friends and family a very Happy and Healthy New Year.
Have any of you made resolutions?
Not me, not anymore. I always used to and then realized I did the same ones every year. So this year I decided to do something different.
I would do three things every day, and check them off as I did them.

What are those three things?
1. write
2. meditate
3. walk

Looks pretty simple, doesn’t it? Well, I aim to do just that, keep it simple and keep doing it every day.
I might check in here and let you know how I’m doing.

What are you doing? Have you made a special commitment? Would you mind sharing?

I love my time by myself, I love my time with Howard and my family, especially the Inner Circle.
My husband Howard is doing great, considering his diagnosis, again, of Alzheimer’s Disease. Can you image that, twice in twenty years.

One day at a time, that’s our motto, with as little stress as possible.
Do you know what else I did this New Year? I have cut down the number of things I’ve been doing. Hopefully, that will help me attain my three thing goal for everyday.

At our age, the doctor appointments are atrocious, but again, one day at a time.
I’d love to hear from you.

In the meantime, keep love and kisses in your life, and remember no one can take away your memories.

10/23/13
Dearest Shellee,
It’s amazing how fast time flies. I remember the day you were born: Grandpa came in from New York to Baltimore and stayed with us for several weeks, while he waited with us for you to be born. That Friday afternoon, Grandpa said he had a stomach ache and he went downstairs to our finished basement. I had lunch with Nanny, said I needed to clean up the apartment where we lived upstairs in a separate apartment.

I cleaned out the fridge, and I scrubbed our small kitchen floor with rubber based tiles and then took a bath and shaved my legs and underarms. By this time, I was having contractions. I told Nanny, and by 8 p.m. I called Daddy to come and get me. He drove home and brought his parents with him. We all went to the hospital, driving a good 30 minutes or so. It seemed forever to me.

So, now we waited. Unlike today, the pains came and when they got bad, they gave me drugs and before I knew it (even though it was hours later) they woke me up and said I had a daughter. In those days we never knew the sex of the child until she was born. How happy we all were.

I think the hospital stay in those long ago days was about five days. When I came home, I had a nurse for a full week, who showed me everything I needed to know. She was a funny lady, telling me that you could walk, and showed me that while bathing you. She held you up at your stomach, while your feet were churning down in the bath basin. We actually took pictures of this and told everyone you could walk before you were a week old.

How those days flew by. You grew up, our beautiful daughter, going to school. I can still see you trudging up the hill with your legs crossed and you came into the house and raced for the bathroom.

I remember first grade when you went to the closet to make sure all your new pencils and paper and whatever book you might have had. You checked this throughout the night. Maybe at 4 am. And then again at 6. I made you take off your starched dress and come and get me when the clock said 7a m.

You loved to play, and run, but your Asthma stopped you from doing a lot of things you wanted to do. You grew up, you finished high school, and went to college. You became a teacher and we were so proud of you.

You married and had two beautiful children, Allison and Kevin. I won’t even repeat some of the things Kevin said, I’m sure you remember them as well as I do. Allison was our favorite of the 4 grandchildren, and she still is.

You never made us anything but proud of you and all your accomplishments. Even at the age of 60, I can remember all the phases of your life, and we can still say, we are so proud of you. I love the woman you have become. You are so much and more, it’s hard to put into words.

We wish you every joy, all the peace, and joys of being a grandma, a young grandma. You will have such joy with Madison.
Hard to put into words, the words, We love you. It just has to come naturally, all the time.
This is your birthday card. Love and Kisses Mom and Dad.

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A Blind Date In Baltimore, MD

A BLIND DATE:
My version of the story is he rang the bell, I opened the door, he came in, I introduced my mother to him and we went out. He was cute, he said he thought we were rich because my Mom was in the kitchen writing checks. He apologized for not having his own car, he had been in an automobile accident and was using a loaner.

He took me to Maria’s restaurant in Little Italy. We, at least, I felt very comfortable in his presence, and we ate and drank wine, and we talked for hours. I liked this good looking guy and hoped he would call me again. I was a little surprised that he did not try to kiss me good night, or rather I mean morning. I think it was close to three a.m. So what, I didn’t have to get up until six.

Howard’s mother told me her version. She said he came home and she asked him if he had a good time. He said I was a nice girl, but I talked too much. Then, she said, the next morning he was on the telephone talking to me.

He asked me out for a date, but I had already made other plans. (Before I went out with him) He asked me to break them, but I told him, I’d never do that to him, so why should I do it to anyone else. However, I had a lousy time, and couldn’t wait to go out with Howard again.

After that, neither of us went out with anyone else. Maybe it was love at first sight. At least we thought we were in love. The first date was September. We were engaged in December. And married in June.

We started our life with love and kisses and it’s still that way today, 61 years later.

A Thankful List

I know it’s not Thanksgiving yet, but I have been thinking of all the people in my life who have helped me get to this wonderful, happy place in my life.

Yes, my husband was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease, but he is still highly functional and helps me in so many ways. I owe him my self esteem, my laughter, my ability to cope. Ours is a 61 year love affair that is still going strong.

My writing life, is finally a reality, because I have these helpful people in my life.
My writing group, my little mini cartel people, even my husband who encourages me to write on my blog.

I’m so grateful for all those people in my life, and I probably don’t tell them often enough.

My family who is so supportive and protective of both of us, especially now. So far we are doing fine, but we all know that time will come when we will need to ask for help, and we know they are there waiting in the wings.

I wrote this little poem a long time ago, but it seems to be appropriate for this blog post.

HOLD MY HAND
Hold my hand
I need your help
Guide me to the right path
To people and friends I care about

Hold my hand
I want to know you are with me
Sharing my day, my existence
Hold my hand
I want peace and serenity in my life

Hold my hand
I love feeling your hand in mine.

by
Helene Moore

World Alzheimer’s Day

It only takes a moment to remember those who are afflicted with Alzheimer’s Disease. It is a terrible waste of mind and body.
And while you are doing that, please take a moment to remember caregivers, who give their all to their loved ones.
Please, next time you talk to a caregiver, ask them how they feel. Too often the caregiver gets lost in the shuffle of finding out how the patient is. Not enough attention is given to those selfless beings who give up their whole world for days, weeks, months and years.

Adopt A Caregiver: Find someone in your community who is a caregiver. Become her/his friend. Email, ask how they are doing. And when they say fine, because they don’t want to talk about it, remind them you are their friend. Get them to open up, to vent. Do not judge, not until you stand in their shoes.
Please Adopt A Caregiver, I know there is one in your neighborhood. Give the gift of friendship, it lasts forever and costs nothing.

Hopefully, one day soon, there will be a cure, but until then, remember that Alzheimer’s Disease is not contagious.

Keep love and kisses in your life.
If you don’t know what a caregiver is going through, check out my book, Behind The Mask