Wisdom From The Inside
I was constantly adjusting my life and world as a Caregiver Warrior, and often couldn’t find the information I needed. My blog is a place where I share my personal caregiving experiences, survival strategies I developed, and lessons learned in the trenches. I truly hope this might provide you with some guidance and relief during your caregiving journey.
Neat, Clean And Caregiving
We must always be aware that what we consider important may not always line up with the needs and wants of those we care for.
Caregiver Warrior Memories
Caregivers Journey Today it's been five years since my Mom passed. The picture to the right is a shot of her chair in my backyard this morning. The sunlight is directly shining on it as if to celebrate her heavenly presence and to remind me she is always with me,...
Caregiver Warrior Despair And Dreams
Caregiver Warrior I saw a young women today on the subway with a child who was wearing one of those neck pillows around his neck one wears in airplanes to keep your head stabilized if you fall sleep. She was telling her child not to full asleep and gently encouraging...
The Miracle Of Caregiving
Caregiver Warrior I was concerned then amazed recently by a turn of events in my backyard. I went out there to enjoy the weather and as soon as I went to sit down a huge red cardinal began buzzing around me so closely I could see his beautiful colors in detail. Then...
Firing Your Doctor: Why it’s Okay to Advocate for Better Care.
You deserve health care professionals who are attentive and promote a positive healing experience. Fire them for anything less.
My New Job Title: Caregiver Hairdresser
I ended up being my Mom’s favorite hairdresser!
Caregiver Blues
Caregiver Warrior On days when I wake up already tired and not feeling my personal best, an argument begins in my head. The glass half empty personality starts moaning and groaning and begins to scare the bejeezus out of me with scary scenarios and predictions. I tell...
Gratitude And Caregiving
Caregivers Journey I remember one dreary exhausting Sunday at my parents' apartment. I had a million things left to do, I was running late and my mom had given me a really hard time earlier in the day when I was bathing her in the shower. I needed to leave in the next...
Learning To Listen To Those With Dementia
Words are not the only way to communicate.