Near the end of February of 2012, an old and dear friend from college suggested I email his wife and her dad with some details about mom’s condition in the hopes that they might be able to offer some advice. Here is the email I sent them: From: Gagne, David To: [redacted] Subject: My […]
I received the following email from my sister today: David, I met Connie & Marilyn today. Marilyn thinks that where Mom is at now is what her baseline is going to be. Neither of them seems to think Mom is going to improve, and that at best we can improve her environment. Connie was saying […]
Here is a portion of an email my sister sent to me: […] Thank you for including me in the email to Connie. […] I just wanted to clarify that Mom went to Stewart-Marchman on Dec 1. She was brought to the hospital in Deland that day where she received the CT-Scan. […] I miss […]
I sent this email to Connie Wade: Dear Connie, I hope this message finds you well. I’m copying here my little sister, [name redacted], who is the daughter and only other child of Kathleen, and my wife, [name redacted], who earned her Ph.D. in Psychology and has known my mother for twenty years. (Also please […]
I called Stewart-Marchman and Julie answered the phone. I asked if I could talk to my mom and she put me on hold for ten full minutes. Then I heard ringing on the other end of the line, and a tech answered and said he’d bring mom to the phone. A few minutes later Nurse […]
I called the Halifax Hospital Psychiatric Unit and left a message for Connie Wade.
I called the Halifax Hospital Psychiatric Unit to talk to mom, and an unidentified man answered the phone. He told me he would get her, and then put the phone down on a table or desk or something. For ten minutes — I timed it on my iPhone — I listened to the sounds of […]
Incredibly I was able to talk to mom for about fifteen minutes this afternoon. She was scared out of her mind, scared to pieces, really. But we did talk — about my son (her first grandson), about the Super Bowl, about how scary a place Stewart-Marchman was, etc. Maybe she is going to pull out […]
A good friend of my little sister’s emailed me to ask how mom was doing. At first I started writing a long reply, but could never manage to finish it. Here is what I did send: Dear [name redacted], Thank you so much for your sweet note. I have tried to write you (and [name […]