Mom’s teeth are not doing well. It’s hard to tell just by looking what’s going on with them, especially as Mom won’t willingly open her...

We seem to be in a kind of dance. We take three steps forward and one step back. Now that we are all vaccinated with our second dose of...

Along with the physical and mental reawakening Mom has experienced with the change to her medications, she’s also become quite feisty....

It is up to us to give them the tools to continue their lives in the public sphere as long as possible.

It’s not a matter of how many goodbyes we have left, but how many hellos

This week marks the 5th anniversary of my blog, The Lost Kitchen, which features the ups and downs of caring for my mom who has...

Mom was so delighted to see my dad today. It was as if her grey existence suddenly became bright, as if she knew she was missing...

I often think that life in a seniors’ residence must be routine, maybe even boring. And perhaps it is. If you have Alzheimer’s, the...

“We are all capable of dancing,” Mom says as we swing round the room. She’s talking to the other residents who are mostly sitting in...

Is there an alternative to giving anti-psychotic drugs and ensuring a meaningful, calm day for my mom? I sure hope so, because it saddens...

“Hello, who’s this?” Mom asks suspiciously. “Hi, Mom,” I reply as distinctly as I can. “It’s your daughter, Miriam.” Talking on the phone...

When my dad was away in September, in my naiveté, I thought it would be easy to drive Mom and myself and her caregiver Sahlee to my home...

Mom’s sister, my Auntie Barbara, is visiting from London. It is great to see her. She is a wild, funny, woman with strong opinions and a...

I recently heard a radio show about an Alzheimer’s patient, who, when unable to draw a clock as part of his doctor’s assessment, went...

Mom is running a fever and has a cold. Pretty common in winter. In fact, I’m nursing a bad cold, too. It seems that not even the flu...

“This mirror looks like me,” Mom exclaimed. We were in a café with my dad. “It does, doesn’t it?” I answered, as Daddy and I exchanged...

There are so many of our body parts that are hidden from public view. I’m not talking about internal organs. I’m talking about our...

I am riding on the bus watching the sky lighten incrementally. I’ve been up since dawn getting ready to meet Mom today. And now, when I...

“It’s a long way to walk from Tel Aviv,” Mom said on the phone. “Should we pick you up? Here, talk to Daddy.” I called, as I do every...