tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18960414.post247243696884768980..comments2023-05-28T07:49:57.409+00:00Comments on Random thoughts from another dilettante: Messy LivesPennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17220703355730854289noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18960414.post-61386006101678168262008-06-18T22:12:00.000+00:002008-06-18T22:12:00.000+00:00I can so relate to this post after spending a day ...I can so relate to this post after spending a day looking after my mum who has a broken leg (bad break). <BR/><BR/>It is a very strange feeling to have become the caretaker, and the one trying to be patient, and the one answering all the questions.<BR/><BR/>What a heartfelt post.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18960414.post-49555961889522428732008-06-09T22:45:00.000+00:002008-06-09T22:45:00.000+00:00Not sad, thought-provoking.Not sad, thought-provoking.trashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13623440501234583451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18960414.post-92196621781533963142008-06-05T22:27:00.000+00:002008-06-05T22:27:00.000+00:00Hi Sandy, welcome to my blog :-).Shan, please don'...Hi Sandy, welcome to my blog :-).<BR/><BR/>Shan, please don't be sad: my parents did all sorts of things in their lives, and growing old is just something that happened to them, like it happens to the rest of them. <BR/><BR/>The only difficult thing for me is that I look relatively young for my age, and my parents had children late for that era. So when I mentioned my aged parents, people tend to assume that my parents are perhaps 15 years younger then their actual age. An old-acting 60yo is much sadder then an old acting 70yo or 80yo.Pennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17220703355730854289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18960414.post-14975667440708584892008-06-05T20:15:00.000+00:002008-06-05T20:15:00.000+00:00Hi, Penny! Thanks for checking out my blog...that ...Hi, Penny! Thanks for checking out my blog...that was sweet :)<BR/><BR/>I know what you mean about parents. So many cultures have little regard for their senior citizens....they consider them a nuisance. How sad. I never had a great relationship with my mother, but you would never know that now when I visit her in the nursing home....I am cheerful, upbeat. I make my mom laugh as much as I can. On Monday, my mother's roomate passed away. My mom has Alzheimers and doesnt really understand. But her roomate's bed was on the window side of the room. I asked the nurse if I could have my mother moved over so she could be by the window and she said yes. So it will be a little more pleasant with sunlight in the morning and I am going to bring in some things to put on the windowsill that will make the room look more cheerful. I go to visit my mother 3 times a week if I can and 2 of my brothers visit once a week. No one will EVER say my mother didnt have children who cared. <BR/><BR/>Have a wonderful weekend...and thanks again!<BR/><BR/>Sandysmr61754https://www.blogger.com/profile/01738236269597559703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18960414.post-8534242361758467032008-06-04T05:11:00.000+00:002008-06-04T05:11:00.000+00:00Well now...I'm sad.Well now...I'm sad.Shanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10704810407872873565noreply@blogger.com