Monthly Archives: November 2012

My sister has begun to think Mom is capable of hurting someone. It is true she seems to like sharp objects. Before we got the care giver, people in her building reported that she had been walking around outside with … Continue reading →

A live-in caregiver (Annie) has arrived, and none too soon. On the morning (two weeks ago) when I returned to Wisconsin to prepare for Annie, Mom had made coffee out of powdered cloves, and had watered her plastic flowers. As … Continue reading →