Author: Jensen

Every day Don asks when am I going home or announces he’s going home. His mantra of departure, by at least one of us, has weathered my patience. Today he’s asking what we call this house. Odd question, as most houses don’t have a name. Kristy: Huckleberry House. Don’s House. Kristy’s House. Whatever. Don: It’s BIG!…

This happens when I leave for 15 minutes to take a shower. Kristy: Would you like some cake? Don: It’s kinda a bad time. Kristy: Oh, no problem. We will get your feet on the ground and your head out of the closet, and it will be all good. Don: I hurt myself. Kristy: I…

Don tried to flush my sunglasses down the toilet.  Note to Self: They are his now.

Kristy: You stink. Time for a shower.  Don: No, not today.  Kristy: Yes, today, tomorrow and Friday. Don: No.  Kristy: Hunter will be here in a couple of days. Do you want him to think you stink so bad he won’t stay to visit?  Don: Is he bringing beer?  Kristy: Of course.  Don: Do I…

3:30 pm – Don waves goodbye to me, so I jump up from my office chair, and run down the stairs to make sure he doesn’t have access to the remaining stairs to the front door. At this time of the afternoon, I would assume he’s going outside on one of his hallucinogenic trips.  Kristy:…

Kristy: Would you like bacon and eggs for breakfast? Don: Yeeeessss, please? Kristy: Get some slippers on.  It’s cold in here.  Don: Both at the same time?  Kristy: That’s the standard method.  Don: Are there any cookies left? Kristy: Yes, but they are vanilla. You ate everything chocolate for Valentine’s Day.  Don: I don’t want…

Don: What city is this? Kristy: Rockaway Beach. See the beach and ocean out your window? Don: Really? But there’s no runway out there.  Kristy: Do you mean raceway? NASCAR starts qualifying for Daytona today. Is that what you are talking about? Don: I wake up and look out the window and it’s the same place…

We topped off a delightful weekend with Hunter watching Super Bowl 59. Then it was business back to the usual on Tuesday morning.  Kristy: Would you like pancakes for breakfast or maybe oatmeal?  Don: No, just cookies.  I deliver homemade chocolate chip cookies, together with the daily medications and water. I left the room, not…

While I was cutting carrots and potatoes for dinner, Don snuck down the stairs and out the front door with an armload of clothes and a leather jacket. He threw the clothes and jacket into a puddle in our driveway. He was back on the front porch, with a hoodie over his head, when I…

I settle in on a cold Sunday to watch two NFL playoff games after I get Don started on his TV. He watches from a warm and cozy bed, not wanting to brave the cool temperatures. Beginning the 4th quarter of Game #1, Don appears at the bottom of the stairs to my office. All…