Category Archives: Aging

Re-Uppance

I took a 5 day break from exercise,except for walks to market or the train.My body said the respite would be wise,and I have learned to listen. Its refraintold me to rest – I slept an extra hourevery night – … Continue reading →

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A Little Compulsion

This week I’m sleeping soundly through the night.I rise to see the toilet water’s clear!It’s been at least two decades since that sight,but lately I’m so weary that I’d fearit as a symptom of morbidity,except I have good reasons for … Continue reading →

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Distension in the Ranks

I sometimes drank too much when I was young.A social 20-something in a bar,I wasn’t home alone. I drank amongacquaintances and friends. I took in fartoo much because I lost all appetitefor food. I pushed the plate and bowl away … Continue reading →

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Of Late

We’re seeing Mom at least three times a weekof late. We seem adjusted to the newroutine. Except it changes. Symptoms peakand some subside. Acute and chronic flip.Another hospital, a new technique –but overall her system’s in decline.We’re not expecting much. … Continue reading →

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Back Twinge

My lower back is bothersome today.It’s acting fragile. It wants gentle use.The pill I swallowed didn’t take awaythe symptom, and recall did not occuruntil I walked a bit and felt it sayI almost tripped a day ago. No fallbefell – … Continue reading →

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She Fell Again

She fell again, and so she has to staydownstairs, although for home she’s filled with yen.They planned to help her move today, but hey:she fell again. She doesn’t bless and never says amen.We haven’t known our mom to kneel or … Continue reading →

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Covid Recovery at 95

Her skin is as thin as a wet paper bag.It tears from the tiniest bump.She’s paler than ghostly, too tired to nag,and weekly we find a new lump.She’s losing fat where she’d be better off plump(although she likes fleeing weight’s … Continue reading →

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Contagion

We pay a visit every other day.The residents are not diversified.Most everyone we see is ashen-gray,Caucasian-ancient, female, rheumy-eyed.The corridors are windowless and long.The care is fair but no one’s getting strong.The patient looks I take are dull and dreary.That may … Continue reading →

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A Meeting with the Care Team

Today’s a new experience for me.I’ve been so fortunate to reach this agewithout till now the grim necessityto meet a team about a loved one’s care.At 2 p.m. my bro and I will seethe therapists and docs who treat our … Continue reading →

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Calling All Cousins

My parents were the youngest of their sibs.My dad had older sisters (numbered four).For Mom there’s near nine years between the cribsher sister and herself were put in. SureI have some cousins, but they’re all those yearsahead of what my … Continue reading →

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