When you get a call at night from your east coast son and it is midnight his time, and he starts the conversation with his voice breaking and the words, “I have something really upsetting to share with you…” your mind immediately goes in a bad direction, as it did for me. In a split … Continue reading Trying to shake the sad
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Tired of pretending, Part Four
I spent all day Tuesday (7/20) running around picking up things for my sister who was still safely at the crisis center here in Portland at that point. Again, I didn’t want her spending the night out of a secure facility. I arrived at the crisis center Wednesday morning at about 10:30am. By 11:30am my … Continue reading Tired of pretending, Part Four
Tired of pretending: Part Three
Even though the internist who prescribed my sister all those meds appears to be a negligent idiot, she did have one good piece of advice for me. She told me to call and speak with my sister's social worker at the crisis center. Never having done this before, I didn't know my sister had a … Continue reading Tired of pretending: Part Three
Tired of pretending: Part Two
On the Saturday night that my sister was in the emergency room being stabilized, Blue Eyes, The Peacemaker and I went to her apartment and gathered all the prescription medication we could find. We went through everything in the apartment: drawers, pockets, cupboards, her hope chest, desks, tv cabinets. We looked inside boxes and handbags, … Continue reading Tired of pretending: Part Two
Tired of pretending: Part One
Thursday, July 22, 2021 (when I started this entry): It’s been one of those weeks. The past 30 hours feels like 30 days… Per usual, I have thought a lot about writing blog entries over the past couple months. I’ve even started a few. But they sit in the queue, unfinished. I’ve written before about … Continue reading Tired of pretending: Part One
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