Still can't believe that we decided to enter two simultaneous land wars in Asia.
The elder law attorney agreed to a phone consultation with me this past week. We talked for about a half-hour, and I got a great piece of advice from him that's going to help me move forward with John and his current living arrangement at mom's house.
He explained to me that the position I needed to get comfortable with was "doing the right thing" according to my own moral compass. But if I expected John to be happy, then I was going to be mightily disappointed. I realized
I think I'm getting pretty settled with mom. Her diuretics went haywire ten days ago, but she seems stable. She's scheduled to go to an adult daycare center once a week starting tomorrow. She's got Medicare provided oxygen, a hospital bed and, shortly, a custom-fitted wheelchair and superior cushion to protect against pressure point sores.
Tom is going to take her weekly to her adult daycare center -- her "social club," as I call it. I'm paying him $60 per round-trip to make