Broken Bones
April 5th, 2002 @ 12:00 pm

Sunday night (Easter), Mom fell on my doorstep and broke her left ankle. We spent hours in the emergency room before they finally admitted her. I spent most of Monday trying to find a place where she could get appropriate care. Finally, Tuesday night, Jen and I drove her to Port Orange, to Horizons where […]

Mom Is Here
January 7th, 2002 @ 12:00 pm

It’s been a long time again. Mom is here. The money situation gets worse by the hour and neither job called today, and I saw nothing in the paper. Little success with ebay. Planning huge yard sale Saturday with Jen. Spurrier resigned Friday. I’m not sure why I wrote that just now. The kids were […]

Salty
November 8th, 2001 @ 12:00 pm

Salty is gone. It turned out her kidneys were failing. We tried pretty heroic measures (sub-cutaneous fluids 2cc a day, medications), but she got worse. She hadn’t really eaten anything or kept anything down since about 5 days ago. But she was still smiling. And, then, she started laying around, almost out of it. If […]

Nana Moves In
November 4th, 2001 @ 12:00 pm

David is back in L.A.; he sent us each a postcard — sounds like he had a really good time. Couple of bad days with Salty. She threw up at least twice yesterday and once last night. But her wound looks better. She’s just sort of laying around today. I put some food near her […]

I Have Value
October 30th, 2001 @ 12:00 pm

I have an interview today in Palatka — for a job as Putnam County Facilitator. It’s too far to travel every day. I don’t feel good about my chances. No one has offered me a job yet. I don’t feel like a failure about it — it’s just that the skills required are not in […]

How Blessed Am I
February 28th, 1999 @ 12:00 pm

In which mom writes about my sister

Caring for Nana
November 1st, 1998 @ 12:00 pm

November, 1998 Jen has been unbelievable these past few months. Who knew, when she offered to come home for a while to take care of Mom that it would evolve into virtually a full-time job for seven months? This journal entry is dated simply “November, 1998” so I’m tagging it as November 1st for archiving.

This Job Thing
March 2nd, 1996 @ 12:18 pm

Job hunting, drama at work, and nana prepares for an operation

Worries
February 26th, 1992 @ 12:00 pm

This is one of the very few letters I have from mom in which she mentions Reebok, our German Shepherd.

News from Home
January 23rd, 1992 @ 12:00 pm

In which mom writes about her job, the pets, and my little sister