Yay Calli!

I'm afraid all I can offer is hairpats, shrift.

Oh no, shrift! I wish I had advice, but you are welcome to sympathetic hairpats by the bucketful.

Ugh shrift that sounds frustrating as hell.

Also frustrating sounding: askye’s living situation.

Also frustrating: my headache this morning.

Sj the museum sounds nice!

I found some great Easter basket items at the museum shop for ltc and my nieces. And maybe a couple things for me… ltc has passed me twice while her class explored the museum and amazingly she was excited and not embarrassed.

Meara, we are very lucky to have such a nice museum nearby. There’s actually another nice one not far from us that we’re not members of but we should try to get back there too.

I am grateful that I didn't have to do late life care for my parents.

My dad didn't suffer dementia, but had a run of serious health issues including macular deterioration which made him functionally blind and dependent for his last couple years.

On the one hand, I didn't inherit his house when he died because he had remarried. On the other hand, his wife totally deserved it because she did everything taking care of him in his last years.

My niece, Crystal, was the sole caregiver of my sister during her cancer care, over three years. Which was incredibly difficult and draining as a single mother of two with a full time job.

I'm glad I've been able to give her a break since then and support her during a career change. (She's learning how to be a grant writer after 20 years of being a nurse.)

It strikes me that at the first F2F we all lined up to get our butts spanked, and now we're all lining up to give shrift hairpats.

We've evolved as a community.

My mom and brother tested positive for COVID, dad is back at the ER and my sister is now there to take charge.

We've evolved as a community

I appreciate the community support and collective wisdom, even if the wisdom is "this fucking sucks."

Ugh, shrift that is too much.

The most guilt I have about ltc being an only child is worrying about her having to take care of us when we’re old without any help. And we’re older parents to start with.

My dad has actually agreed to see a neuropsychiatrist for the hallucinations and delusions. I fully expected him to refuse, but my brother framed it as an appointment to manage his medications, and apparently he was fine with that. So I get to go to that appointment to be sure Dad is 100% truthful about the hallucination people and aliens. It's in 3 weeks, so god only knows what's going to happen between now and then.

In Tim news, now that he's allowed to take NSAIDs for his rheumatoid arthritis again, he's SO HAPPY. He took his first dose on Friday, and on Saturday he was so happy about the lack of pain that it was like he was on molly, not NSAIDs. (When I told him that, he said "Nah, molly just made me have this sudden clarity about mathematical equations." I said, "Oh my god, party drugs just turned you into a dork!" He replied "An *even bigger* dork!")

Steph, good luck with your dad’s appointment and yay for Tim’s pain management.