Bachin’ It and Update

I have a friend (who by the way is riding to the motorcycle rally in Sturgis, South Dakota, this week) who tells me from time to time when his girlfriend is away that he is “bachin’ it”… meaning that he has returned to living alone temporarily as a bachelor.

One of these two activities is the same for me…
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Back to Work

I spent the past three days helping my spouse care for his mother. Her situation is bad… I’ll have to return to her home in Pittsburgh later this week as we get care set up for her. We think she…
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Vacation Plans–Caregiving Again

I was concerned that this would happen. My spouse’s mother is in sad shape both physically and mentally. She lives in a small decrepit, run-down suburb in Western Pennsylvania, all alone in the only house she has known for more than 65 years. She has no friends or family close by. She is poorly educated, fearful, neurotic, borderline malnourished, and her health is getting worse. She has 87 years.

My sister-in-law spent 3 weeks with her in June and early July, but as soon as she left, my mother-in-law got worse. My spouse has been…
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My Sunny Spouse

This past week has been a very difficult week for the spouse. I got him admitted to a clinical research study about his long-term illness. The study required draining him of at least one gallon, if not two, of his blood. On top of that, he had to endure…
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Counting My Blessings

JtunnelsunI had lunch yesterday with an old friend who was visiting to attend his high school 40-year reunion. We met and worked together at a voluntary organization back in the ’80s and ’90s. My friend and I have had a similar upbringing and educational background, but our situations changed over time — his for the worse and mine for the better. It made me think…
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Ongoing Build, Pride, Cops

I spent the past weekend executing a remodeling project for a senior pal who lives alone in her own house, yet wants to remain in the home in which she has lived for the past 50 years. It was also a weekend of competing events — DC Gay Pride and an annual fundraiser for a police charity. The weather was unusually hot and sticky for mid-June (95F/35C actual air temp with 75F/24C dew point). Man, I was a sweaty and sticky busy guy…
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