Tag Archives: Dementia (the umbrella)
Date My Dad or Bless the Caregiver…
I’ve been on this road since I was 28 or so. I think. I’m 34 now. I can’t really imagine my life without this disease. Even though my mother is the one who’s sick, her dementia affects me too. Although … Continue reading
Gag Reflex
Good news. I discovered something new about myself. Poop makes me gag. I’m OK with cat poop and I’ve never really experienced baby poop—although, I imagine that mothers have some built-in mechanism to prevent them from vomiting all over their … Continue reading
Communion for the Demented. Maybe Not.
Too demented to receive Communion? Possibly. Last Sunday, I briefly chatted with our priest about Communion…. the holy rite that makes us Catholics, well Catholic. Or to be more precise, the fact that we believe the bread and wine actually … Continue reading
