He’s 70. I turned 70 last Thursday. Two old men muddling along with PSP. I had a mild cold last week. He’s got it this week. Think this might be his worst day. Am keeping an eye on him with the possibility of this turning into aspiration pneumonia. He hasn’t had it to date. Hoping we make it through this without pneumonia showing up. Three year ago this time we had a bad cold. Put me in bed for three days and him for two weeks. That’s when my care giving started. He never fully recovered to where he was before. Over the last three years his need for my help has increased. It’s so slow I hardly noticed the load I have to deal with as it grew. Some days it is overwhelming. We go on.
Took this shot yesterday of the crocus up. An early spring for us so far. That can change.
Birthday AND anniversary both in such a difficult time of year anyway. Really hard. I hope the sun comes out to cheer you soon, Jean. You aren't alone. Love, Sarah
Jean I had my birthday and the 1st Anniversary of G's death!! I have not been right since New Year it was like a black cloud over my head. I am so glad to be over it.
Hi Jeff happy birthday to you both, lovely photo of the crocuses, not sure what the damage to the bulbs with all this snow. You are doing a wonderful job looking after Larry sending you both a big hug. Yvonne xxxx
What a lovely photograph. Thank you for that glimpse of spring. I hope there is some happiness today for Larry's birthday, even if it is just recovering from the awful cold.
Here in Maine, there is still some hard snow and ice about; it will be a time before even the snowdrops can get through the frozen ground, so that bit of color is especially welcome.
In honor of St. David's Day today, which my family celebrates as my beloved grandmother taught us, I have filled my home and office with daffodils, and tonight will have faggots made according to her recipe, as will some others of my far-flung family. (Potato and leek soup for the vegetarians.) Such comfort for me in sharing this tradition still.
Abigail Adams commented when they were here in Philadelphia for the constitutional convention that March in Philadelphia was like May in Boston. Living in Maine it must be like your June.
Oh! Are you and those crocuses as close as Philadelphia?! I guess spring IS on its way here. I planted many bulbs of various kinds last fall, but tend to forget about them until they make their happy appearance - mostly in April and May - they just surprise and delight me when they come up.
My Welsh grandmother and her husband both came from central PA - from the mines and mills there, so like those their parents left behind in Scotland and Wales, I'm afraid - to the factories on the Niagara River, so I'm from NY, although 30 years in Maine. I have only visited Philadelphia once. Are you in the city?
I’m in the Manayunk section of Philadelphia. It’s about 7 miles from the city center. I can see the skyscrapers looking out the top floor front windows.
Philadelphia has been having fairly mild winters for years. I have friends who lived in New England for their whole lives. They are now in Arizona. They are over New England winters. This year we’ve had mostly rain. A major snow storm is still a possibility but with any luck it won’t happen.
I like winter still. It simplifies things in some ways, and I enjoy all the woolly clothes and warm soups and biting air...and when the flowers and linens and salads are in season, I will be excited about them, too. Perpetual summer is not for me!
Happy birthday to Larry and belated birthday wishes to you. W's PSP is also progressing slowly and I know what you mean by the caring role becoming more increasing without noticing.
Thanks for sharing the lovely photo, beautiful colour. Take care, Nanny857 xx
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