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April 4, 2010

Mary Ann’s Tears Flowed

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I have very seldom seen Mary Ann cry.  This Easter morning as we sat together with Daughter Lisa and her family in the pew during the Easter worship service Mary Ann’s tears flowed. At first, I just thought her nose was running when she indicated that she wanted a Kleenex.  Her nose has been running for the better part of two decades.  It wasn’t until later in the service when handing her a Kleenex that I noticed tears on the inside of one of the lenses of her glasses.

She went through many Kleenexes as the service went on.  After church at one point when we were alone together, I asked what she was thinking about in the service.  She answered, “Nothing good.”  Then later when we were at home, I asked if she had been thinking about the chance that this might be her last Easter.  I thought maybe the music and language of the day in message and prayers and music and hymn texts had allowed the reality of her situation to finally sink in.

She said no.  She said she was thinking about Daughter Lisa.  She had managed to tap into the delusion/dream that Son-in-Law, Denis, was divorcing Lisa.  I explained again that what she was thinking must have come from a dream, since Lisa and Denis were solid and secure.  She seemed to accept my explanation.  Later in the day, she seemed to be drifting back into that delusion, but she caught herself and moved back into reality.

I talked with Lisa and Denis about it tonight.  Lisa will see if there is some way to ease into a conversation that might reassure her Mom of the strength of their marriage.

Our Son Micah and his family came early today so that he could fire up his smoker.  It took all day, but we had the best Brisket and Pulled Pork that I have ever had.  We have prided ourselves in liking only the best of the BBQ places.  We lived in Kansas City for fifteen years.  KC has some of the best BBQ in the country (in my humble opinion). This was better than anything we have had at any of the best BBQ places around.

It was a great day  The weather was outstanding, the family was together, we got to church, and we had a great meal.  I was too tired to write last night, and this is all I can handle tonight.  It is off to bed in hopes of a decent night’s sleep!

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April 2, 2010

Finally Got to Church

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It felt good to be with other people in worship at the Good Friday service at noon.  The events remembered this week are at the core of what my ministry was about those forty years.  The events remembered this week are what provide access to a relationship that shapes my world day by day.  The events remembered this week heal my sometimes wounded spirit, wounded more by my own thoughts and actions than those of anyone else.

I was bummed yesterday afternoon when dressed and ready to attend the Maundy Thursday service Mary Ann’s circumstances did not cooperate.  That worship service has always been one of the most powerful in the year.  The words and, more importantly, the actions of that liturgy reveal the healing of wounds and the consequences of that healing.  The traditional liturgy as I have done in my years in the ministry includes an action that provides a painful look into the mirror, followed by words that create the freedom to begin again and write a new story for our lives.  There is a time in the service when one action, the foot washing, demonstrates that new story as one of service to others.  There is a meal called Holy Communion or the Lord’s Supper.  There the joy of community with one another and our God is celebrated.  We become family in the best sense of that word.

It was hard not to be there and draw on the words and music and actions that speak so powerfully to my spirit.  I was grateful that circumstances here at the house allowed the possibility of a corporate worship experience today.  While we have been able to get out of the house for one thing or another, most of the time it has been in accord with Mary Ann’s readiness.  Other than her Tuesday morning group and most of the doctor appointments, we have not often been able to get to something with a specific scheduled time.  Admittedly, that has been one of the challenges for me, since I have tended to be a planner.  I no longer have a shred of control over what we do and when.  The Parkinson’s and Parkinson’s Disease Dementia are currently running Mary Ann’s and my schedule.

I was too tired to stay up and write a post for the blog last night.  The night before had been one of those nights filled with needs, up many times, and then up very early in the morning.  Mary Ann had a couple of long naps during the day.  There were some hallucinations/delusions beginning a bit.  After she had been in bed for a while last night, she asked if the Thursday people had gone yet.

Today was another fairly busy day.  The electricians came and put up the ceiling fan and outside light.  They did so during a pretty noisy thunderstorm.  Then Hospice Aide Sonya came to give Mary Ann her shower etc.  We managed a quick lunch for Mary Ann before the noon service.

Then in the mid-afternoon, Mary and Arlene came over to check out the project and visit for a while.  They were followed by Hospice Chaplain Ed.  Admittedly, Chaplain Ed does more to provide me with conversation, than to do any sort of pastoral counseling for Mary Ann or for me.  I enjoy the visits.  In that way, I guess the conversation is therapeutic.

Now that the ceiling fan is in and the waterfall is fully lighted, I am getting even more pleasure from it.  It is hard to describe how calming and refreshing the setting is becoming.  More samples arrived today, so Mary Ann is having more input into the color scheme.  She seems to be enjoying the project more and more now that it is almost fully complete.

Our Daughter, Lisa, and her family from Louisville, Kentucky, have arrived at our Son, Micah, and his family’s home in the Kansas City area.  They will come here tomorrow afternoon to stay for five or six days.  We will have a lively place for a while!

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April 1, 2010

Busy Day

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First came Volunteer Maureen with a decorated basket fill with candy and dozens of home made cookies, along with some spaghetti for the freezer.  If that is not enough, after spending a couple of hours with Mary Ann, she left and returned with three containers of fresh strawberries with the greeting, Happy Easter.  We certainly are treated very well!!

Next came Edie, Paul and Shari for our Spiritual Formation Group.  For the first time in months, we were able to sit outside and enjoy the newly remodeled deck filled with the constant sound of water spilling over the rocks of the waterfall.  That and the birds accompanied the sound of the garbage truck and weed eaters.  What a rich environment for exploring mechanisms for allowing the awareness of the presence of God to wind through our days.  That two hours weekly has a profound grounding effect that helps sustain me during the unsettling times as well as filling with meaning the ordinary moments.

Shortly before the Group meeting ended, Bath Aide Zandra came to give Mary Ann her shower, wash her hair and get her dressed.  Apparently all went well.  We held off on morning pills until after Zandra was done.  That way we avoided the fainting spells that seem to be triggered when the meds first kick in.  There was some fainting later in the day, but it was very manageable.

When all those folks had left, a call came from Hospice Social Worker Kristin for her monthly visit.  She came over and, as usual, she asked lots of questions about how both of us were faring in our situation.  With all vagaries of Mary Ann’s cluster of medical problems, we seem to be healthy and secure — a credit to the support we get from so many folks.  During her visit, Volunteer Coordinator Mary phoned that she and Arlene would like to come by on Friday for a visit.  I could report that to Kristin as an example of the many folks who care for us and brighten our days.

Next came the Sister-in-Law of Jerry, our Remodel Contractor.  She is a gifted painter, who on very short notice was able to prep the ceiling for the electrician who, hopefully, will come soon to install the ceiling fan.  Actually, she was here while Hospice Social Worker Kristin was doing her task with us.

After Painter Diane left, Stacey came to talk with us about blinds and colors to paint the interior of the upstairs.  She brought wonderful ideas and helped us talk through some things.  Mary Ann was fully involved in the discussion, especially the discussion about colors of paint.  Mary Ann has an exceptional eye for colors.

After Stacey left, procrastinator that I am, we went out to eat using a promotional $25 gift certificate that I have had since before Christmas.  Today was the last day it could be used before expiring.  We ate a $34 and change worth of meals, that ended up only $4.61 (I realize the math doesn’t work, but the way the tax was applied also made a difference).  Yes, I gave a tip based on the charge before the discount.  The meal was at a good restaurant here called the Brick Oven.  Mary Ann allowed me to reach across and help her get the food to her mouth after she had struggled for a while.

After, of course, a stop at Baskin & Robbins, we got home to meet with Contractor Jerry who was there finishing up a couple of little things.  The main reason for the visit was to pick up the check for the work they did on the sun room and the deck.  There goes that inheritance, Kids!

Speaking of the Kids, Daughter Lisa called.  We got to talk with five year old Granddaughter, Ashlyn, who told us they were going to try to come a day early, which is only a couple of days from now.  They will arrive either late on Friday or early on Saturday if they stay with our Son and family in the Kansas City area before arriving at our house.  Needless to say that news lifted Mary Ann’s spirit as well as mine.

The day concluded with some deck sitting time after Mary Ann headed to bed.  Deck Therapy is one of the most effective tools for helping me keep perspective and fold into the day the support of the One who gives me breath.  I guess the day began and ended with the birds and the waterfall each providing their uniquely healing sounds.

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March 31, 2010

Will They Return?

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The birdfeeders are back up.  Will they return?  Other than the last time we had a snowfall (birds are fowl weather friends — sorry, bad pun), there have been few birds.  There has been too much activity with the construction.  Now that it is done and the bird feeders are back up, will the birds find their way back?

They will need time.  Birds can be very fickle.  If there is not food available when they want it, they will just find their way somewhere else that is better stocked.

Since the weather is so warm and the deck is finished, we are going to try having the Wednesday morning Spiritual Formation group outside.  We begin at 7:30am.  It is likely to be pretty chilly then, but it should warm up quickly.  There will, of course, be lots of hot coffee to warm our insides.

The workers completed most of the last tasks in the remodel job.  The cork floor is now laid in the sun room.  The screens are in, so we could keep the door open for most of the evening tonight.  The sound of the waterfall is loud and clear when the new sliding glass door is open. Everything looks better than I had even imagined. I spend as much time standing on the deck this evening as I could while still keeping an eye on Mary ann.

Mary Ann had a difficult first half of the night last night and slept in until about 11:30am.  During that time, CPA Twila came by with very good news on our taxes.  Retiring and not being able to work part time has the beneficial side effect of pretty much eliminating any tax liability.

Mary Ann ate breakfast at lunchtime.  She decided that she wanted scrambled eggs, bacon and toast.  I managed to get that accomplished, even adding some shredded cheese to melt on top of the eggs.  Volunteer Tamara had brought us a dozen farm eggs last evening, the ones with the deep yellow yolks.  They are wonderful.

After a hearty lunch, Hospice Nurse Emily stopped by.  Mary Ann’s blood pressure was high as usual, 172/108.  There was a little fainting.  in the morning. The daily task I thought had come to a conclusion continued today.  Mary Ann has been eating pretty well lately, and the intestinal activity reflects that.

Mary Ann wanted Chinese (Sesame Chicken) from the Chinese food counter at the grocery store.  After eating a healthy portion of the rice and the chicken (and Crab Rangoon), she ate about 60% of the two scoop treat from Baskin & Robbins that she had declined when I brought it home last night (too close to bed time).

She folded shortly after supper and headed to bed.  I need to get to bed also, since preparation for the morning group begins early.

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March 30, 2010

Breathtakingly Beautiful

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I can’t describe how dramatic it was when Contractor Jerry stripped off the cloudy protective covering on each side of the twelve feet of floor to ceiling glass today.  The intensity of the colors from outside, the newly greened grass, had to be seen to begin to understand the impact.  Jerry mentioned how much the art professors at the University of Kansas appreciate that the glass Four Season’s uses allows the true colors to pass through with no alteration from the gas between the sealed panes.

I am thrilled with the view.  I could not have hoped for more.  The new cork floor is almost complete.  It will be a while before we get the matter of painting the walls settled and done.  Then the ceiling fan and outside light fixture will be installed.

Tonight, the moon was full and bright.  It almost seemed like daytime.  The moon cast distinct shadows.  I sat on the deck in the moonlight, stars visible in spite of the brightness of the moon.  The monitor was in view, so I could relax, assured that I could see Mary Ann move if she woke up.

It is moments like that, bathed in moonlight, listening to the waterfall, that any frustration is simply trumped by the beauty.  It didn’t hurt that the temperature shot up twelve degrees from yesterday to about 70 degrees and the sun was shining with no interference during the day.

There also were a very revealing couple of interactions between Mary Ann and me today about the project.  She asked, “Where is Mary Ann?”  I thought the hallucnations were firing up. Then, since the subject of the project had been in the air earlier, I asked if she meant, where is her imprint on the project.

She had played the primary role in the colors we will paint the interior of the house, but the project itself has been my doing.  I have talked about other dimensions of it, included her in looking at vertical blinds and flooring, but I have been the one making most of the decisions.

It was sad that she felt left out.  I made that observation to her later in the day as I was getting her changed for bed.  She said that she was just jealous that I was able to do all of that.  What began as a an uncomfortable exchange earlier, ended up drawing us into a tender moment.  She gently touched my shoulder.  I asked her if she still loves me, and she responded that she loves me very much.  There are so few times when the words come, that it meant very much to me to hear those words so clearly spoken.

Mary Ann did pretty well today.  She did not have problems when Bath Aide Zandra was with her, even though I had forgotten to hold off on meds until after she was finished with Mary Ann.

The unpleasant task that has continued for two days as those smooth muscles that run the peristaltic movement in the alimentary canal simply have not been able to complete the journey without help is now in its third day.  Reading the last few posts will help clarify what that means in graphic terms. The smooth muscles are controlled by the Autonomic Nervous System, which has been compromised by the Lewy Bodies.

Breakfast went all right.  We ate lunch at Perkin’s.  Mary Ann was able to handle about half of the meal by herself.  I helped feed her the last half of the meal.  Supper was a sandwich that she managed to eat by herself. She did not nap today.  Volunteer Tamara spent the evening with Mary Ann.  They both seem to enjoy the time together.  I ran errands having to do with the project.  Sometimes that is the beginning of a move into hallucinations.  We will see how the night goes.

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March 29, 2010

The Power of Touch

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Don’t worry, this post is barely rated PG.  A prior post was rated PG-45.  That was to make clear to our children that it might contain too much information about their parents love life.  Since I am a Pastor, we, of course, had our children by virgin birth.

Before talking about how touch has impacted Mary Ann and me in recent history, today was in some ways a continuation of yesterday.  Her blood pressure was 180/100 first thing this morning.  There is no way I would consider giving her medicine to raise her blood pressure given that reading.  Even with BP that high, there was a little fainting in the morning.

Volunteer Edie spent the morning with Mary Ann.  There were no problems with fainting.  After lunch the challenging intestinal activity resumed for a while, except for the fainting.  That task is more manageable when there is no fainting.  I am longing for the resumption of more normal regularity, demanding less assistance.

One of the unexpected benefits of Mary Ann’s illness is that it demands more touching.  I grew up in a non-touching family.   I was well into my thirties before I greeted Mom with a hug when visiting.  Before that it was hi to Mom and a handshake for Dad.  Gratefully, through a variety of circumstances that changed, especially with our children.

When a marriage has caregiving added to the relationship of husband and wife, there is an intimacy that grows of necessity.  I am holding Mary Ann many times a day.  My arms are around her to move her, lift her, shift her, dress her.  Prior to the addition of the caregiving, we were not very demonstrative and openly affectionate.  Now, I often linger with a hug when doing one of the tasks that requires putting my arms around her.

I have little doubt that there is an intimacy in our relationship now that we might never have experienced without the needs brought by the Parkinson’s and the complications that have come along with it.  Of course, neither of us would have chosen this way to add intimacy to our relationship.  It is sort of like finding a pearl in a pile of poop. (Am I not poetic!)

Last night and this morning were helpful times for me Spiritually.  With the complexities of Mary Ann’s personal needs, her napping, the vagaries of the blood pressure and dementia, we have not gotten to church very often.  Private devotional time does not substitute for corporate worship which provides community and an encounter with the core message coming from every direction.  Time alone with tools that help focus one’s heart and mind on the presence of God is an important mechanism for Spiritual growth.

Last night, the computer provided access to music that became a means through which the message of God’s unconditional love washed over me.  There was some Taizé music.  The there was a group named Anuna (sang in Riverdance).  Much of their music is ancient church liturgical music.  I played again the CD that includes “The Deer’s Cry,” which is an arrangement of the St. Patrick’s Breastplate prayer with which he began each day.  During the time I was listenting to the CD, I turned the lights in the house off, except for a votive candle on the mantle in front of a small iron Celtic Cross, casting a shadow on the wall.  Those are helpful times that allow my spirit to settle.  It was a help after the difficult day yesterday.

This morning at the lake, I listened to more of Anuna and some more Taizé music.  There was a passage from Jeremiah (29:11-14) and a couple of Psalms (100 and 101) that provided some grounding for the morning’s music and nature watching.  There were only a few birds, but the sounds of frogs and little critters of one sort or another filled the air as I walked along a marsh area (reminiscent of my childhood days playing at the swamp).

This afternoon, I had a little time during one of Mary Ann’s naps to sit out on the deck for the first time since the remodeling began a few weeks ago.  The signs of spring are slowly coming into view.  We do not have a secluded cabin in the woods, but as the leaves come out and the greenery flourishes, the little space at the back of our home will provide some of the nurturing environment I need to stay whole in a very fragmented and disjointed world in which I have very little say about what goes on.

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March 25, 2010

Volunteer Day

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On Wednesdays, Volunteer Coordinator Mary, tries to schedule folks who are available during the day to spend time with Mary Ann.  Usually one or two of the slots are filled.  Today three of the four slots were filled.

Mary Ann got up early today, 7am.  By 7:30am, Volunteer Eva arrived to spend a couple of hours with Mary Ann.  That freed me to spend an uninterrupted time downstairs with the Spiritual Formation group, just Paul and me today.

Bath Aide Zandra arrived around 9am.  Again today, we chose not to take the morning meds until after Zandra was done with Mary Ann’s shower, hair and getting her dressed.  There had been some fainting earlier, when I was helping her with some bathroom duties, but Zandra had no such problems.

Next came Kristie who cleans the house each month.  I keep the kitchen counters clean and maintain the place in between, but she does the most hated task of dusting.  There is a thorough vacuuming, bathrooms cleaned (although I disinfect the stool each morning when I clean out the commode). The house always feels and smells sparklingly clean when she is done.  Today, the living area was off limits for cleaning since there was active sanding of sheet rock mud going on.  I will gladly do some vacuuming when that job is done, and I will not so gladly do some dusting and return the things I removed for that part of the project.

While Kristie was finishing the cleaning, Volunteer Rebecca arrived.  She spent time with Mary Ann while I enjoyed a meal with friend and former parishioner.  John has been a great support over the years, serving as what we called a Care Partner during the last half of my time at my former congregation.  He is someone with whom I can talk openly about our home situation and the challenges that come.  He was tuned in to the recent transition to Hospice Care.

I returned home for the transition between Rebecca and Volunteer Clarene.  Clarene spent the rest of the afternoon with Mary Ann while I took some much needed time at Home Depot and Lowe’s dealing with a couple of items needed for the construction project.

As promised, I returned with ice cream from Baskin & Robbins.  Mary Ann seemed to have been alert and awake all day long.  After a little time watching the news, Mary Ann needed to go to the bathroom.  When we were done, she said she wanted to stop by the bed on the way out.  I wondered out loud what she was planning to do at the bed.  Still having some residual feistiness that had re-emerged during the visit of the Three from the North, she responded, “None of your business.”  I could hardly stop laughing at her wonderfully “smart-ass” response.

She is still in recuperation mode and decided to get changed into her pj’s and get into bed.  It was only a little after 6pm.  She has been dozing and watching NCIS since then.  She will take her night time meds at the usual 8:30pm and, hopefully, be down for the night.  Actually, there will very likely be two or three snacks at various times during the night, since the ice cream spoiled her appetite for supper.  You would think by now I would remember not to offer ice cream late in the afternoon.

It seemed to be a good day for Mary Ann, getting to spend time with so many whom she counts as friends.  I was able to have time to do some things for myself.  Tomorrow is a day we have to ourselves, no appointments or visitors expected.  I need to start thinking about what we can do that will provide something to grab Mary Ann’s attention and add interest to her day.

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March 24, 2010

Too Quiet!

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The laughter therapy program has hit the road.  The Joy/Terry/Cherri serum moved on this morning.  I have suggested to them that they designate themselves The Three Therapists (like the three Tenors) and develop a supplemental source of income.

Mary Ann was determined to get to her Bible Study this morning.  We left for church while the three were still at the house.  Actually, it made the good-byes a little easier. The process of getting out of the house this morning resulted in our being a few minutes late for the Bible Study. She had a mild fainting spell.  Mary Ann hates being late, but the group was tolerant of us when we arrived.  I felt bad interrupting, but I knew Mary Ann needed the time with them.  Apparently, she did reasonably well there.

After the Bible Study, we headed to McFarland’s to eat.  Mary Ann did reasonably well there also.  At the end of the meal, she seemed to weaken.  I needed to accept the help of a thoughtful customer to get her coat on as she tried to stand in front of her wheel chair.

It was not long after we got home that she ended up in bed napping.  That happened just at the time Hospice Nurse Emily arrived to check in and do Vitals.  Mary Ann’s blood pressure was about what it should be for a twenty-five year old.  It vacillates so much that I am seldom surprised by how high or low it is when measured.

Mary Ann slept soundly for a few hours this afternoon.  She got up for supper, but was in bed again fairly early this evening.  So far she seems to be sleeping well.

While the Hospice Nurse was here for a while, and the workers were using power saws, providing some noise and activity, it just seemed too quiet around here with the crew from the north on their way back home.  I realize just how boring life is much of the time for Mary Ann.

Certainly all the activity did wear Mary Ann out.  It will be interesting to see how much sleeping she does in the next couple of days.  It is a very good tired.  What a wonderful way to become worn out.  I suspect that the endorphins released by the laughter are still working their healing magic inside of her.

The challenge for me will be to find ways to bring interest and stimulation into her days.  It is a daunting challenge.  I have tried before with very limited success.  The limitations that have come with her recent decline have made the challenge even more difficult.

The day will be busy tomorrow. At the end of next week, Daughter Lisa and the family will come to stay with us for about a week.  Combined with the remodeling project, I hope there will be enough to keep her engaged.

Right now, we need some prayers for Granddaughter Chloe (11 years old), who has not been able to shake a undiagnosed problem with nausea that has been going on for a couple of weeks.  Prayers are for a clear and concise diagnosis and effective treatments, please.

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March 23, 2010

Cure Discovered

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The cure for what ails Mary Ann has been discovered.  Their names are Joy, Terry, and Cherri.  She has laughed and talked and asked questions and given answers. The feisty lady I married has returned.

At one point today we were all laughing so hard, that I, for one, had to wipe watering eyes. Mary Ann was laughing just as hard.  It is a wonder that we weren’t thrown out of Baskin & Robbins for rowdy behavior.

Another time one of the three said to Mary Ann she could hardly believe that she had been married to a Minister for 44years, to which Mary Ann said “Me, too.”  Mary Ann asked one of the three how someone in her circle was doing.  It was a completely appropriate question coming from a full awareness of their history together.  I could  hardly believe my ears.

When Mary Ann and I have been alone together today, or occasionally when she talked quietly with me, she was having mild hallucinations about one thing or another.  She wanted me to clean up the pile of poop on the carpet.  She was looking at the transformer on Cherri’s little Notebuook computer.  When engaged with her three friends, she was completely lucid and able to track what was going on.

Mary Ann slept like a log last night.  The Girls wore her out.  It was a good tired.  It allowed her to sleep well.  This morning she was up for an hour or so before Bath Aide Zandra came, but we held off on taking her morning meds.  As hoped, Zandra had no problems with her, there was no fainting.  She took her meds after the shower/hair washing/dressing time.

Mary Ann did have a mild fainting spell when we were all gathered in the kitchen, having some breakfast, but the girls had seen that before a time or two when we visited them up north a couple of years ago.

After talking for a while, we headed out for a lunch at a great sandwich place called the Classic Bean.  We had a good time there.  After that Mary Ann had an appointment with her Primary Care Physician.  Blood tests had good numbers, there was no need for any change.  Since we see the Cardiologist and Neurologist regularly, he did not mess with those meds.

Next came the trip to Baskin & Robbins, described above.  She wolfed down two scoops of Gold Medal Ribbon as fast as I could get the spoonfuls to her mouth.  We did a mini-tour of a couple of spots with great views and returned to our house for more talk.  In the morning and again in the afternoon, I retreated to my office to give them time to talk without a guy present.  Some things are just better not to know!

I had gotten a frozen Lasagna, a loaf of Asiago Cheese Faccaccia bread and a large container of salad greens when at the store yesterday.  For supper we had a buffet style relaxed meal with a bottle of good red wine.

The three are planning to leave in the morning to head back to Northern Illinois.  I think they were thrilled with how well Mary Ann did while they were here.  A couple of them have been reading these posts, so they were expecting a much more subdued Mary Ann, far less able to be involved and responsive in their conversations with her  The Mary Ann they have known for all these years emerged to spend time with them.

While none of us can stop the disease process in its tracks, the Parkinson’s Disease Dementia took a beating these last twenty-four hours.  For a while it lost its grip and Mary Ann returned.  I will be bold in lobbying for more visits as the months go by, assuming Mary Ann stabilizes.

When the mail came today, there was a wonderfully goofy surprise.  My Sister Gayle saw something she just had to get and send to Mary Ann.  It is a stuffed Donald Duck about 16″ tall.  When a button is pushed, he sings “Polly Wolly Doodle” and walks around.  If he is picked up by the ears, he screams, “Put me down!”  Needless to say there was more laughter when Donald performed.  Gayle knows Mary Ann well.  There were a number of individually wrapped Fannie Mae chocolate candies included in the package.

Mary Ann is in bed now and seems to be settled.  She has to be very tired with such a full day of activity.  As always, I will not presume to predict how the night will go.  I will just hope she sleeps well.

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March 21, 2010

Confusion Keeps Me Close

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She wondered if Daughter Lisa was looking for an apartment for her and the girls.  I realized quickly that there had been a dream/hallucination/delusion at some point about our Daughter and Son-in-Law.  Mary Ann was convinced that Denis had asked for a divorce.  When I explained that they were solid as a rock, happily married and there was no divorce talk there, she said she had wasted a lot of time with her stomach in a knot.

Then came a part of the dream that she even thought was pretty silly.  There were Mormons who were trying to take over Denis’s Dad’s farm.  I guess they were some of his brothers, who were trying to talk him into becoming Mormon.  I have to say I am at a complete loss to figure out from where the scenarios for some of the dreams/delusions/hallucinations come.  Many seem to simply be misfiring neurons that use bits and pieces of material residing in distant corners of the memory banks.

When she insisted on getting up early, I knew today would be a difficult one.  I thought there might be some napping, freeing me to do other things.  She was up most of the day, confused for the majority of the time. When she is alert and just on the other side of lucid, it is more difficult for me to manage than many of the other challenging times.  Like many who are retired some days it takes me a while to figure out what day of the week it is.  I did not try to count how many times she mentioned the day and got it wrong or asked what day it was. More than once, she thought it was Easter.

There were things (invisible to me) one place or another in the house, things that needed explanation or needed to be picked up or dealt with in some way.  She stood up dozens of times to do something, often not knowing what.  I could not leave her side for more than minutes. It helped a little that there was an NCIS marathon on television.

She did eat pretty well. Very early this morning she started snacking since she had eaten very little at supper last night.  There was tapioca at 3:30am, applesauce at 5:30am and chips at 6:30am or 7am.  She ate her normal breakfast and lunch (with ice cream), and ate lots of the sausage, potatoes and onions I cooked for supper. It was her idea to get the ring of sausage the last time we went to the store.

While I did feel sort of tethered to Mary Ann’s side today (she doesn’t much like my hanging around and jumping up with her, always asking where she is going) there was a treat that helped keep me interested and engaged in the day.

We woke up to between five and six inches of snow.  Since the construction began, the birds have not been around.  The feeders had to be taken down so that they could work on the deck. The snow brought the birds back, by the dozen.

The waterfall was a draw.  There were birds of one sort or another in it most of the day.  There were still three feeders hanging from a stand in the back yard next to the waterfall.  There were some places that because of the overflow of water had hundreds of sprouting sunflower seeds.  A few birds managed to find there way through the snow to a spot in the back yard.

At the front of the house where some small feeders are located by and on the window, birds were busy.  The street in front of the house was filled with Robins drinking the melting snow.

We have a very good quality speaker in the house with a microphone outside, the wire coming through at the corner of a casement window.  When that microphone is on, the sounds of the birds are full volume inside the house.  The speaker is made for that purpose.  It was a present from our kids.

With probably a hundred or hundred and fifty birds spread among the trees in the back yard and the neighbors yards, the bird songs were constant all day long.  The birds came in shifts to the options, bird feeders and waterfall.  There were a lot of Starlings, certainly not a favorite.  There were Grackles and Robins and Mourning Doves, an occasional Bluejay, Brown Headed Cowbird.  In front there were sparrows, finches, a Cardinal and more Robins.

There was one bird represented in the back yard that brings back wonderful childhood memories.  Lots of folks are not fans of this bird because it can sometimes be found in huge flocks that can be a little overwhelming.  It is the Redwinged Blackbird.  Often, the color visible on the wing is actually yellow.  Redwinged Blackbirds are often found in swamps, sitting on or among cattails.

I spent some of my happiest times as a child, playing at the swamp a short block from the house.  I can still picture that crystal clear water with the cattails all around, filled with huge water bugs that had what looked like two large oars, one on each side of their bodies, tadpoles, and dragon flies everywhere.  Mom sometimes came down with the willow switch to bring me back home, fearing that I would fall in or hurt myself in some other way.  That did not deter me from my adventures there.  Once I made the mistake of describing the muskrat I saw down there.  Mom and Dad decided it was probably just a regular rat.

The cattails at the swamp were filled with singing Redwinged Blackbirds.  The moment I hear that sound, I am back at the swamp, feeling the wonder and joy and peace that I found there.  I only sctually saw and identified one Redwinged Blackbird in the yard today.  I heard more.  They were there all day long, singing often enough and loudly enough that I could hear them through the constant squeeking of the Starlings.

Late in the day, Mary Ann settled for a while, napped with her face on the little table in front of her.  She would not let me help her move.  During that time I was able to get the driveway and sidewalk shoveled.  Still later, I got the deck shoveled off and spread large quantities of oil type Sunflower seeds on the deck and next to the waterfall in hopes that there will be more visitors tomorrow, coming to eat.

Mary Ann’s three childhood friends arrive from Northern Illinois tomorrow evening.  Tonight as I was helping her into bed and giving her the night time pills, she heard them arriving.  I reminded her that it was tomorrow night that they were coming.  I hope she rests well tonight.

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