Category Archives: Aging
I get to ask, “How?”
I get to ask, “How?” How do we care for Mom and Dad When thinking becomes difficult? Walking? Eating? Taking medicines? I get to ask this of families And of communities :- Doug.
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We are not rapidly approaching…
We are not rapidly approaching the limits of what I know. We crossed that frontier long ago! :- Doug.
for our age
Courage offers heart for our age ;- Doug.
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Diverticulitis
Diverticulitis—one of the perquisites of getting older. :- Doug.
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Big W Work
My big W Work is bringing together wives husbands parents children Medicaid VA nursing homes friends fun & life :- Doug.
Little floater in my eye
Little floater in my eye When I look at you You float away you fly :- Doug.
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Opening my clients to a more possible world
In this practice, I am opening my clients to a larger, more possible world, if only in little mundane ways: programs to pay for things, ways to reorganize financial details, how to organize this family’s days. But maybe in larger … Continue reading
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find their creativity
Ask Mom or Dad to make a painting, poem, sculpture; find their creativity. :- Doug.
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with Dad?
What can we create with Dad? :- Doug.
Enforced do nothing mode
Just researched a bit about expressive therapy: the use of music, art, and story telling to help folks with dementia have a higher quality life. For me I understand higher quality to mean more woven into life. This study says … Continue reading
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Bladder says Get up
Bladder says Get up Let me sleep! After, back in bed Sphincter joins in, barking Roll to stomach, maybe this Hand falls asleep but not I Words float up of their own accord Remind me of the day’s agenda Responsibility … Continue reading
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A different dentist
“Nature gave up on that tooth” the dentist told me when I was 30 “You’re telling me I’m getting old” I said and when I was 31 I had a different dentist :- Doug.
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