I was aware when Ken and Jan (two of my caregiving clients) moved in back in October, 2008, that I was no longer going to be able to spend hours at a time tucked away in my attic office working on my computer. While Jan has never “wandered” as a result of...
Just sit there for a minute and recall your most embarrassing moment. You know, that one that may well have happened years ago but still makes your face burn like a good bite of horse radish whenever you happen to stumble across it in a daydream. You may remember that...
If you’ve followed my posts at all, chances are you’ve heard me talk (write) about my caregiving adventures from time to time. Yesterday was the one-year anniversary of the day Ken and Jan moved in with Carrie and Elisabeth and me. You may not know that...
Here’s an opportunity to take a light-hearted but truthful look at the implications of the socialistic ideas (“isms”) being foisted on us in America today. Take ten minutes and pretend you’re younger, in your pajamas, eating your cereal....
His name is Roger. Given the current state of my appeal to the Washington State Department of Social and Health Services Division of Developmental Disabilities (WS DSHS DDD) the employees of which are apparently too busy to respond to my Request For Hearing in a...
