LGOberean
Doctor of Teleocity
I’m posting a personal update that’s not directly related to telecaster discussion or even guitar discussion in general. I’m just going on record that I will have less time available to me to spend on TDPRI.
I posted a few weeks ago about my mother’s coming to stay with us. She really can’t live on her own anymore, and to date she has been shuttled around Texas between my siblings and myself. That was a less than ideal arrangement for her, very disorienting.
Well, Mom’s “visit” has turned into a permanent arrangement. My sister never was an ideal caregiver, in no small part because of the guy she’s shacked up with. A few months ago he evidently had a temper tantrum and put his foot down, so Mom’s no longer welcome except for short visits.
My older brother and his wife are very caring and good to Mom, but they have taken on responsibilities of caring for their grandchildren, and so adding my 90 year old Mom to the mix is quite taxing on them.
So even before Mom’s stay with us in April was over, Beth and I decided to make it a permanent arrangement. She will live with us now, for as long as we are able to care for her needs. And it wasn’t a hard decision to make. Her stay with us has been really good so far. And Beth is just wonderful. She has a family history going back to her grandmother of caring for the elderly, and she’s a natural.
As for Mom's needs, like I said, she’s 90, and will turn 91 in 3 weeks. She’s frail, but not immobile. She walks with a cane, and would probably do better with a walker, but she doesn’t think of herself as old and frail as she is, so for now, she walks with a cane, and holds on to my arm going up or down steps.
Mom has Alzheimer’s. I’m only just starting to learn about the condition, but according to one measurement scale of Alzheimer’s progression, Mom’s probably at stage 5. Since she’ll be moving here, we’ve spoken with our doctor’s practice, and they will take her as a patient.
What was my office/library/man cave is now (mostly) Mom’s room. Now when I get on the interwebs or TDPRI, I do so on my laptop set up on the kitchen table. So I'm on my computer less than before, and on TDPRI even less. So I'll be more rare in my appearances here, but it’ll be because of this change in our lives, not because I’m dead, in ill health, or mad at anybody.
I posted a few weeks ago about my mother’s coming to stay with us. She really can’t live on her own anymore, and to date she has been shuttled around Texas between my siblings and myself. That was a less than ideal arrangement for her, very disorienting.
Well, Mom’s “visit” has turned into a permanent arrangement. My sister never was an ideal caregiver, in no small part because of the guy she’s shacked up with. A few months ago he evidently had a temper tantrum and put his foot down, so Mom’s no longer welcome except for short visits.
My older brother and his wife are very caring and good to Mom, but they have taken on responsibilities of caring for their grandchildren, and so adding my 90 year old Mom to the mix is quite taxing on them.
So even before Mom’s stay with us in April was over, Beth and I decided to make it a permanent arrangement. She will live with us now, for as long as we are able to care for her needs. And it wasn’t a hard decision to make. Her stay with us has been really good so far. And Beth is just wonderful. She has a family history going back to her grandmother of caring for the elderly, and she’s a natural.
As for Mom's needs, like I said, she’s 90, and will turn 91 in 3 weeks. She’s frail, but not immobile. She walks with a cane, and would probably do better with a walker, but she doesn’t think of herself as old and frail as she is, so for now, she walks with a cane, and holds on to my arm going up or down steps.
Mom has Alzheimer’s. I’m only just starting to learn about the condition, but according to one measurement scale of Alzheimer’s progression, Mom’s probably at stage 5. Since she’ll be moving here, we’ve spoken with our doctor’s practice, and they will take her as a patient.
What was my office/library/man cave is now (mostly) Mom’s room. Now when I get on the interwebs or TDPRI, I do so on my laptop set up on the kitchen table. So I'm on my computer less than before, and on TDPRI even less. So I'll be more rare in my appearances here, but it’ll be because of this change in our lives, not because I’m dead, in ill health, or mad at anybody.