Category: Journal Entry

Don complained his room is locked and nobody has keys. I try to be patient and sit down to listen.  Don: I bet the housekeeper has keys. She is strange.  Kristy: …. and you think I would give keys to someone strange? Don: You know what I mean. Kristy: I’m not sure you even know…

The housekeeper and I spent a huge portion of yesterday cleaning, laundering, sweeping, and airing out every room in the house. Not much sleep for me the last 2 nights as laundry after the last guests layered the entire hallway outside the laundry room. Short on sleep, patience, and energy, I open the door to…

Don left a handwritten note for me today that was carefully anchored under his Smart TV. Apparently, he didn’t want it to get away. The note is referring to doors and gates in our 3-story house that are locked at night when everyone should be sleeping. Key word there is everyone. Don has never relearned…

I spent my morning on a video trial website for a speeding ticket issued to Don. The ticket was issued for a date after Don’s stroke, and there was absolutely no way he could have been the driver. With a Power of Attorney, I was able to represent Don in the video hearing and explained to…

Lunch hour at the dining table and Don is waiting for the freshest batch of baked chocolate chip cookies. Tapping his fingers impatiently on the table must have been from extra energy or boredom.  Don: When will the funds arrive today? Kristy: What funds? Don: The usual.  Kristy: Getting delivered how?  Don: By train.  Kristy:…

For years, my home has coveted Sundays as a binge-worthy day for our favorite sports. No matter the season, there seems to be more than one sport to follow at any time. February to Thanksgiving each year is the NASCAR race season, kicked off every February with Daytona 500. Those close to us know not…

Hunter comes to visit for the weekend and we plan a Father’s Day dinner for Saturday night so Hunter can go home early today for Father’s Day with his own children. After sleeping an excessive amount of hours on Friday night and Saturday well into the afternoon, we were skeptical Don would be awake to enjoy…

I come in the house after a hot afternoon working in the yard. I’m sunburned, dehydrated, and covered in sand and potting soil. I waste no time jumping in the shower and was looking forward to a long sit down before dinner. That’s when I heard Don approaching the gate at the top of the…

Start humming the song “Secret Agent Man” by Johnny Rivers. Don: Are you taking a trip with me today? Kristy: Only trip on your schedule today is to the shower, my friend.  Don: Where is the sensor in my body? Kristy: What sensor??? Don: How do you know where I am all the time?  Kristy:…

Four straight days of nice weather in the forecast forced Don and I to head outside to tackle yard work. I guess I should say Don will hold a hose and water plants that are already planted. No digging, bending over, or straining muscles other than those in his right hand. I will do the…