This is my experience navigating the challenges of caring for my elderly parents and disabled brother once the final shoe has dropped.

Author: mpyzromy

  • The Delivery

    Anyway, he, my father, has learned how to get to the food. Out the door, to the right. Walk until you see the laundry room and then do a 180 to the elevator. Go to the 3rd floor and exit. Turn left, walk straight. Voila. Press the button, doors open. There’s a dining room or… Read more

  • The move and the stuff

    It’s Sunday. I’m so unaccustomed to waking up without an appointment, work, or emergency. I do have a voicemail from my father, recorded at 2:41am, but it’s not urgent. He wants to make sure I know that it’s my mom’s birthday. Except that her birthday is in March. March 15th and we’re still in January.… Read more

  • Cell phones and seniors

    I recognize that this blog won’t happen until I can make space for it. In the same way, exercise won’t happen until I prioritize me. It’s just so hard right now and my habits are shit. Today was the first day that I did not see any family member. Most importantly, it’s the first day… Read more