Monday, August 24th, 2009
My last meetings with my grandmother went very poorly. She has finally been settled into her new place. But settled is a poor word for it. She still cries all day long. She doesn’t recognize me, my sister or my father at all. And on the final day that I went to see her, the [...]
Wednesday, August 19th, 2009
“Events must play themselves out to an aesthetic, moral and logical conclusion.” Ah Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, everyone dies eventually.
Wednesday, August 19th, 2009
Today I helped my father move my grandmother, Ruthie, into a group home. She has been staying in a rehabilitation center. She has fallen maybe 10 times in the past fourteen months. She has broken two hips, and Ruthie has had surgery twice. The first time she fell, I was told that no one came [...]