In this room, I sat on my father’s lap as he watched the Friday Night Fights. In this room, I learned how to whistle. In this room, I listened to the Beach Boys singing “In My Room,” when this room was my brother’s bedroom. In this room I went through a few months of twenty-year-old angst, when it was my bedroom.
From this room, I bolted from my slumber this morning as my mother yelled for help as Dad slipped towards the floor as he tried to transition from his bed to his scooter. Between Mom’s and my efforts, Dad didn’t fall. But I worry. I’ll be out of here tomorrow and the home health aide isn’t back until Thursday.
But . . . still . . . this is a peaceful room. And it will always be “The Den.”
Well, I did it.
366 days. Don’t worry, I’m not leaving, but this blog will take a different turn.
Happy New Year, everyone!
Carissa Snedeker Photography 
Those transitions in life where once our parents worried about us and now we worry about them is hard. And I don’t think the worrying ever stops. Hope you have a wonderful New Year.
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Thank you, Maralee.
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this is why I just placed my brother in a nursing facility. He is in the latter stages of Parkinson’s and falls so easily. I hated placing him and I carry much guilt, wishing I could have made it a bit longer, but alas, he and I needed more help
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Dad actually is getting stronger, but yeah, the falling thing is a worry. Still, we’ve had Dad in transitional care facilities. And eventually, they send him home. It’s just the up and down of caring for him.
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I totally understand. For my brother, he will get no better. Eventually he will not be able to walk or feed himself,
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I clicked “like” because they don’t have anything else to click, and I can’t think of the right words to say . . . not even sure there are any.
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It’s okay. I understand. Thanks.
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Happy New Year, Carissa!
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Same to you, Bente!
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I like this entry very much. It says so much about your life, and how it continues. I wish you and your Dad and Mom luck with the unfolding of this part of your lives.
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Thanks so much, Rita.
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So touching Carissa, thank you for posting. My mom is on home hospice and I head down to their place once a week to be with her, to be her friend, her companion, her helper, her hand holder but most importantly, her son. Again, thank you!!!
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You’re welcome.
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Happy New Year!
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And to you as well, nia!
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A lovely post, Carissa, so full of meaning. And you made it through your 366 days. Congratulations! You’ve been such an inspiration. I’ll be eager to see where you’re headed.
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Congrats on reaching day 366 and completing the project. 🙂 Thanks for sharing the story about the Den. I wish you and your family all the best for 2013. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Inga! All the best to you and yours as well.
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interesting pictures in yours blog
regards
robert
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Thanks so much!
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