1960 Home Spa Days

#haircolor #1960s #siblings Two bored sisters created an At-Home-Spa-Day in the Summer of 1960. It wasn’t in their budgets to pay hairdressers for cutting, styling, or coloring—my Aunt changed my Mom’s partly gray hair into a warm Auburn color. The do-it-yourself project was successful. Their friends and family members wanted to join in on the…

Tippling the Sherry

In the 1960’s, my parent’s circle of friends included six couples. They rotated hosting dinner parties on Saturday nights. The men wore suits and ties. The women wore party dresses and heels. It was Al and Jean’s first turn with the group. “Al, you’re late. I was counting on your help!” Jean rushed around their…

Mom’s Achievements—Pt. 2

#lipstick #parenting #COSMETICS Two teen girls strolled along the sidewalk of a very small town in California’s foothills. It was a warm 1941 September afternoon, on the first day of high school. Look at her. My Mom crossed her arms and pouted. Grace is allowed to wear that bright red lipstick. She doesn’t look like…

Grammie’s Principle

My daughter flew in for a quick visit with her two grandmothers. She surprised her Gram for her birthday, and Grammie (my Mom) benefited from the plan. A few of us gathered in Mom’s room for a chat. The subject of clumsiness came up—a few of us are incident-prone. “I remember one day at high…

Mom’s MRI Questions

Mom’s two-hour trash-pick-up-walks had trickled to treks to the bathroom or kitchen. She hunched over her walker, and said it was painful to be more upright. Her Physician’s Assistant listened to my concerns. “Do you think she fell?” “That’s possible. Her memory is sketchy and confused at times, so it’s difficult to get accurate info…

Water and Tonic

Laundry, almost done. Check. Finish up with Mom’s sheets. After scanning my list at the kitchen counter, I glanced out the patio slider. Several wildfires were burning in our state, and one was near enough to cast a peachy light. Triple digits again today. Will this heatwave never end? The birdbath on our patio was dry,…

Reflect or Regret? Part 5-Plans

As a silver-haired person, I retain the privileges of Reflection or Regrets. I’ve earned this right through years of trials, temptations, and choices. My journal excerpt—Reflect on Plans. A few years post-divorce, COBRA for my healthcare neared its end, and I needed to become my sole supporter. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” Being…

Mom Visits Radiology

X-rays were ordered for Mom’s hip. It was painful, and with her track record of not divulging her falls, we wanted confirmation that there wasn’t any fractures. Sis and I transported her to the Medical Building, unloaded her in the Valet Zone, and entered the Radiology Department. After registration, we were taken to a changing…

Mom Registers

Doctor appointment day dawned, bright and clear. Sis and I got Mom ready and loaded her into the car with her wheelchair. Mom has “White Coat Syndrome” where her blood pressure goes up when she sees a doctor, but this time, Mom was flat out cheerful. We pushed her down the hallway and registered Mom…

When Sis Helped

#wheelchair #siblings #caregivers In my family, I’m the baby. Two brothers and one sister. Sis is almost nine-years older than me. She’s the OLDER sister. Mom has been living with me since 2014, when her beloved husband passed away from cancer. She never drove a car, has Alzheimer’s now, and is challenged with walking due…