There are pros and cons to having my dad live in my front parlor.
I’m on a more regular schedule – it is strictly controlled by three meals a day, doctor’s appointments with a myriad of specialties, and other general care duties.
I’m more scheduled, but I’m also still trying to plug in all of the components. Homeschooling is a big one and my cleaning clients are increasing in a couple more weeks.
It’s also spring.
Okay, yes, I’m making excuses for why I haven’t finished Schicksal Turnpike yet. Some are good, others are rather…specious.
When God Laughs is at 51,569 words – 6,927 words written for the month
Schicksal Turnpike is at 80,466 words – 4,068 words written for the month
Mondays are remaining good writing days for me. The rest of the week is still under adjustment.
For those of you who have not seen dementia in action, let me tell you, it sucks. It is small, odd little moments of suspicion, or confusion, and I have quickly realized that all I can do is let those moments pass by, and wait for my dad to regain the here and now.
I had hoped that if he had a healthy diet, proper medical care, and was here living with his family, that things might improve. And his health has certainly improved. But the cognitive impairment? Not so much.
It has forced me to examine what is important and what is not. What can wait, and what should not.
I’m trying to focus on the important and let the rest go. Sometimes that means I don’t write as much as I should. I’m sort of okay with that.
I’ll leave you with a quote to ponder on…
Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.