Mandy and I were sitting in front of our TV tonight watching the Beijing Olympics. We watched in utter amazement as young men and women, with seemingly little effort, lifted themselves off the ground and up into the air where they became whirling human tops. The only thing on the screen still stationary was the gymnastic equipment upon which those... Read more
I write from a caregivers perspective. I write about what it's like being a caregiver, about lessons learned, sacrifices made, insights gained, and more. But events of this past weekend served to reinforce a simple truth-- we are all either caregivers current or caregivers in waiting.This weekend Mandy and I traveled some hours to visit the home... Read more
The night was winding down, as were we. I was in the kitchen leaning against the counter. I was waiting-- listening for the popcorn that I had just put in a pot on the stove to start popping. Suddenly Mandy came into the kitchen, took something out of the fridge, and then walked past me and into the living room.The caregiver in me woke. Out of the... Read more
“What do you mean ‘You can’t see.’!?,” I asked. We were speeding north through Maryland on Interstate 81 heading to NJ for a family weekend. Mandy was a little quiet and, when I glanced over, I saw real fear on her face. In a slightly panicked voice, she said that for the past 15 minutes she had strange wavy lines... Read more
Face it, after you’ve been a caregiver for a while, you find it almost second nature to keep one eye on the person in your charge. But when that person has relapsing-remitting MS, as does my wife, there are times when the remitting part overtakes the relapsing part. That’s right -- there are times when the other person just... feels... Read more