Author: Jensen

Weather is beautiful on this Saturday of Easter weekend. If I could hear worth a hill of beans, I’m sure I would hear birds chirping. Spring has, hopefully, arrived. We are all fed up with constant rain and dreary forecasts. I hit the top floor and find Don seated at the kitchen table in a…

Upon arriving on the “Don” floor of the house for the day, I find him sleeping on the couch. I tiptoe around, find the cats some food and bowls and feed them before heading to my office. When they finish eating, they usually jump up in my lap while I surf through my email. True…

Don shuffles/walks/stumbles all the way up 6 steps to my office to ask me if I know anyone who collects disposable diapers? Kristy: Collects what? Don: Disposables.  Kristy: Disposable underwear like you use? Don: Yeah. Kristy: Are you talking used disposable underwear?  Don: Yeah.  Kristy: Are you serious? Do you think someone would want dirty…

Kristy: Do you want some cheesecake after you finish your lunch? Don: No, I’m waiting for….. Kristy: You are waiting for what? Don: I’m waiting for those guys to come fix the train.  Kristy: Before you can eat cheesecake?  Don: Yes. Kristy: Okey Dokey. Waiting on the train.  Note to Self: More for me before…

I join Don at the kitchen table for a breakfast of cinnamon French toast. One of his favorites.  Kristy: Now that it’s been more than a week since I fell down the front porch stairs, I am getting some feeling back in the left side of my backside. At least I can touch that area…

Sounds slightly pornographic, but what I felt was the fracture part on each step all the way to the ground. I had set an alarm for 6:15 a.m. on a cell phone and placed the phone in a holder right next to extra pillows on my bed. Cats are due at the vet clinic at…

My welcome home from Mexico this morning was from Don at 11:45 a.m. when he put his non-microwaveable travel mug in the microwave and melted the rubberized non-skid bottom to the surface. Not the rotating plate, but the actual surface of the microwave. Forget the delicately sweet Arabica bean coffee partnered with a creamy froth…

Don was right on schedule for his early to bed routine last night. At least he stretched it to 5:30 p.m. He woke up briefly at 10 p.m. I heard him shuffle into the kitchen and quickly back to bed. I go to check on him and make sure he actually got back in bed…

I remove slippers and socks and clip Don’s toenails. Not the most pleasant of chores, no matter how closely connected you are to a person. I remind him he needs to take a shower today, so do not put your socks back on before taking a shower. We all know what’s next. The timing, however,…

Today is one of those days where physical, emotional and mental health are compromised for me.  We are all familiar with the stages of grief and recovery from a tragic or life changing loss. Death and divorce always at the top of that list. We can also add loss of a home or business from…