At Peace

I wrote my father-in-law’s obituary yesterday. Yet another task I didn’t expect to do in my life, but another ritual after death that must be done, and done well. He passed away early Sunday morning, just after midnight, nearly a week since the morphine was started. His passing was as peaceful as we could haveContinue reading “At Peace”

Transitioning

It’s a fancy word for dying. Why is it that we must make up elaborate words to describe horrible things in life? This is how I feel about this word: transitioning.  My father in law has been in hospice care, in his home, for several weeks now. As Parkinson’s makes its last ditch efforts toContinue reading “Transitioning”

Notes from a Caregiver

“No!” This was my father-in-law’s response when I walked him to the car the other day, and I asked him to get in. My father-in-law, despite his Parkinson’s induced dementia, is still pretty congenial, so this reaction took me aback.  As he paused to process how to get in the car, I realized that theContinue reading “Notes from a Caregiver”