"Would You Like Fries With Your $*&@#^ Sandwich Generation?"

Running a multi-generational house with kids, parents, and parents' parents.
Ahhh, what an opportunity to share wisdom across the generations.
YEAH RIGHT.
I spend my days hunting for missing dentures, passing out meds, running people
to doctors appointments, and talking the youngest out of smothering the oldest with a pillow.
This better turn into a best-selling novel.


Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Welcome Caregivers, Current and Future!

If you're already taking care of aging relatives, adult children, ne'er-do-well relatives, unemployed siblings, and the like, welcome to my blog!

If your parents are aging and it has suddenly hit you, like a dead mackerel across the kisser, that you're going to have to take one or both of them into your home, welcome to my blog!

If you are angling to move in with some unsuspecting relative and force them to take care of you, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY BLOG.

Start your own blog. www.imadamnfreeloader.blogspot.com might still be available. I'm too busy to check, though, because I'm a Cranky Caregiver.

Today, for example, I zipped over to a girlfriend's clubhouse to exercise for a bit--just for a bit--because I was scheduled to drive my mother to a podiatrist appointment to have her toenails clipped. My cell phone rang about 20 minutes later. The evening nurse at mom's assisted living center was calling to say that she'd fallen in the bathroom and hurt her foot (elbow, arm, knee, and head.) She was limping pretty badly, so they wanted me to find out what the podiatrist might be able to do for her. I will admit, the timing was fortuitous. We got to our appointment, he x-rayed her foot and found a broken 5th metatarsal, and I spend the rest of the day having her fitted for a special shoe, looking for a place to rent a wheelchair, driving her to her primary care physician to have the bump on her head checked out, taking her back to the assisted living center, meeting with the nursing staff to rely the new orders, etc. It's almost 5pm, and soon my family will expect dinner. THIS IS WHY GOD INVENTED PIZZA DELIVERY.

More later--gotta get 14 year old ready for soccer practice! GET IT? LIVING IT? WELCOME TO MY BLOG!