And sometimes it's not.

My dad is back in rehab, and this time it looks like it might actually take. Last week I felt he turned a corner--his color looks good, he sounds like he feels well, and his appetite is back. In all likelihood he'll need to use a walker and be on oxygen when he gets home, but now it's looking like he will get to go home, so ( Read more... )

As many of you know, the past few weeks have been tumultuous where my dad is concerned. While he's on the mend, he'll be in a nursing home for rehab for the next several weeks. Last weekend I went to his house to pay some bills and sort the mail and clean out his fridge ( Read more... )

I've been thinking about childhood teachers lately--another side effect of my facebook addiction--and I am amazed at how long their memories are. At a book signing last year, my 1st grade teacher came and said hello. She looked older, but otherwise much like I remembered, and she remembered teaching me 25 years before. My 4th grade teacher recently ( Read more... )

We've been working on decluttering the house as of late, and tonight we worked on the the storage area in the basement. We threw out several boxes of crap, including my Clinical Laboratory Science notes from college and a stack of coloring books from my childhood. It was liberating. Still have lots more tossing and organizing to do, but we're ( Read more... )