I haven't had one f these dreams in a while, the Make-Believe-Friend dream, he kind of dream that cobbles together a bunch of aspects fro differfent people in the real-world, into a single amalgam. I had them frequently when Crosby was younger. I don't thnk I had them at all during the pandemic. And, certainly not since I started raising fish ( Read more... )

It's felt like forever since I visited Mom. Between RC support groups week, Sis's birthday and shopping for a new laptop (all those Trojan horse attacks finally caught up with the old one) a solid week had passed by. I finally geared up to set out to Flushing right after one of my own doctors appointments in Manhattan last Friday. It was the day ( Read more... )

I have not visited Mom in almost three weeks, the longest period of no contact since she was admitted to the nursing home. I can't quite explain what happened to upset my pattern of twice weekly visits. The last one on December 1st found Mom in an absolutely foul mood, unable to distinguish me from from the hospital staff which is a constant source ( Read more... )