Now One Foot, Now the Other by Tomie dePaola is one of my favorite books. I love all of Tomie's books, but this one touches the heart. My husband, David, had a traumatic brain injury in 2005 and, like Bob, had to relearn to walk. I guess I was my husband's "Bobby" as I helped David to learn to walk again. This book is so important in helping a child understand what happened to grandpa (grandma, anyone) when they suffer a debilitating brain injury. It is even an eye-opener for adults. I highly recommend this book to any audience. See you soon. Donna - author of Prisoners without Bars: A Caregiver’s Tale eBook Audiobook
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1/15/2021 0 Comments Party Time - Sweet 16 Again!It was party time this week. Every year on January 13th, David and I celebrate his new-life birthday. It started in 2006, one year after his traumatic brain injury, which he survived with a 1/600 chance of living. Those odds are definitely worth celebrating. I baked a cake––his favorite, white cake with white fluffy frosting. I plopped the whole cake in front of him for a photo op. He must have thought it was his lucky day. He loves cake. He loves all desserts. “Is that all for me?” he asked, with his eyes nearly popping out of his head. “NO!” I said. “You wish! That’s just for the picture.” I snapped the photo, grabbed the cake, and delivered it to the safety of the counter. I cut an extra large slice for David, a smaller one for me. We enjoyed that cake. AND…we will enjoy it for about four or five more days. Happy sweet 16 re-birthday, David! See you soon. Donna - author of Prisoners without Bars: A Caregiver’s Tale eBook Audiobook 1/10/2021 2 Comments Oil of Old Age – Slather it OnOnly a best girlfriend can give you a lotion jar with the words Oil of Old Age etched on the jar and you still love her. My best friend, Trish (aka Patty Williams Streips), gave me that gift about twenty years ago and it sits next to my kitchen sink where it reminds me of her every day. And it still makes me giggle. Trish knew I was a fanatic user of Oil of Olay, a moisturizing cream that my mother introduced to me when I was about twenty years old. My mother insisted that I use it every day. “Just slather it on your face,” she said. Now, I didn’t often listen to my mother, but for some magical reason unbeknownst to me, this time I listened. I use Oil of Olay religiously every single day. My mother said it would keep the wrinkles away, and it worked for her. Guess what? It’s working for me too. Not a wrinkle to be found. As I am getting older, perhaps I should double up on my usage. I wish my mother were here to tell me what to do. This post is in In honor of both my best girlfriend, Trish, and my mother who are no longer here to use Oil of Olay. See you soon. Donna - author of Prisoners without Bars: A Caregiver’s Tale eBook Audiobook |
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