Aug 19, 2014 - Uncategorized    1 Comment

The Indiana State Fair

State Fair

The Indiana State Fair ended last Sunday.  For 2 years I have not been able to go to the fair because of our situation here.  I have missed it.  I grew up going to the fair several times each week while it was open.  How?  Dad worked there.  He loved the fair.  As a child, he grew up across the street from the County Fair.  I guess it was in his blood.

He worked the gates during his summer break.  He moved workers, opened and closed gates, and made sure that the ticket takers and sellers were where they were supposed to be.  He lived at the fair when it was open and because he was in management, we could go anytime we wanted.  His job came with a lot of perks.  He could go to shows, get into events that were closed and even got free samples.  As a child, I felt like this was a dream job. I just used my fathers name and got where he would go.  Everyone knew him or at least I thought they did.

Our favorite event was the demolition derby.  It was such great fun to watch those drivers destroy those cars.  I haven’t seen that in years but maybe one day I’ll get to see it again.

After I got married and had kids, my sister and I took our kids.  Our husbands weren’t as excited about the fair as we were.  We took another family and her kids.  We would go during the day and Dad would get us all in.  After dad decided to quit working the fair, we took dad with us.  It was a big date and sometimes we went more than once.

The tradition has continued with my sister now working the fair.  She doesn’t live out there and she doesn’t work the gates but she is carrying on.  Though I haven’t been in a few years I will go back.  The traditional will continue.  It is in the blood.

Aug 14, 2014 - Funny Stories    No Comments

Ear Candling

Neither of the grandparents can hear.  Most times I feel like I am yelling.  I learned years ago that the dementia causes hearing loss not because they can’t hear everything but the brain can’t process everything.  With Mom, I think it is inherited.  Her sister couldn’t hear and had hearing aids.  Mom doesn’t think her hearing is that bad.

Years ago, before life with Grandparents, I learned about Ear Candling.  I don’t know if you have heard of it but these are special “candles”.  They are hollow in the middle and can only be purchased at health food stores or the internet.  Everything can be purchased on the internet.  You place the “candle” in a person’s ear and light it.  My family doctor didn’t think it was a good idea when I asked him.  On many levels I would probably agree that putting wax coated paper in your ear and lighting it would probably be a bad idea.  When I first learned of these, I had a blocked Eustachian tube and the doctor wanted to operate.  I wasn’t ready to sign up and thought I would try this.  It worked.  No surgery.

So the other day when my nephew was here and had swimmers ear I offered to ear candle him.  He wasn’t sure he was ready to sign up but his ear hurt and he decided to give it a go.  I had done this for Mom and Dad several times but have been a little busy and hadn’t done it for awhile.  Mom watched and said, “I think if you do that for me it would improve my hearing.”  Papaw said, “Your not doing that to me it will suck the few brains I have left out.”  So I did my nephew and my mother.  When I was done, my nephew said his ear felt better.  Mom said she could hear again.  The next night we watched a movie and she needed to have the sound up to 100 to hear it.  I don’t really think it worked but don’t tell her.  Oh never mind, she won’t hear you anyway.

Aug 12, 2014 - Uncategorized    2 Comments

It Was a Puzzle Day

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At Dad’s funeral, my brother passed out puzzle pieces with dates on the back.  Everyone was told that they were to call Mom when it was their date.  We were not to let Mom feel alone but rather be remembered.  Mom has had a lot of great puzzle days.  She has had people bring flowers, send cards, call, take her out for ice cream and so much more.  Last week on a puzzle day, a friend brought over Ho Ho’s.  Ho Ho’s were Dad’s favorites.  He went back to her apartment with her gift and shortly they came out.  They wanted all of us to share in the treat.  Mom really enjoyed the visit.  I think she looks forward to her puzzle visits.  Keep them up if your day hasn’t arrived yet.

Aug 4, 2014 - Uncategorized    No Comments

Time for a Change

Papaw continues to slow down.  He is choosing to sleep more and more during the day and at night.  His conversation is less and less.  He is never hungry and he doesn’t want to go anywhere.  He doesn’t really like company any more.  It is interesting how he still remembers most peoples names.  His dementia is so different from Dad’s.

As Papaw slows down and Mom continues to be on the go more and more, I now have to check her calendar to see when she will be home.  I will be changing my blog to twice a week.  I am taking the rest of the week off and next week my blogs will be on Tuesday and Thursday.

I hope my blog is helpful to many of you going through the same situations.  This journey is not easy but it is rewarding.  We are learning things about our parents we would have never learned otherwise.  I believe our time with Papaw is now short but we will savor the moments through until the end.  Mom is another story.  I believe she still has many years but we do not know what the future holds and I believe that is a good thing.  I’m glad God doesn’t reveal anymore to use than he does.  I probably couldn’t take it and I still wouldn’t understand.

So check back next Tuesday for more adventures from our household.

Aug 1, 2014 - Funny Stories    No Comments

Running Errands

This week Mom and I went to run some errands together.  It has been an unusually cool summer and mom has even talked about using her heater again.  We got in the car and mom immediately turned on the air conditioner full blast.  She had on long sleeves and long pants.  I asked what she was doing and she said she was hot.  I was more than surprised.  I told her we roll  down the windows and turn off the air conditioning.  She said, “No she didn’t want her hair to blow.”  I guess vanity is still alive at 84.

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