Lately, I’ve become concerned with blatant discrimination toward our elderly. Early on in my nursing education, I worked at a nursing home. I never thought much about the elderly at that time in my life. But, as I’ve aged – now in my late 50’s – and watched my parents age – now in their…
Last night, for the first night in a while, I had trouble falling asleep. I do have insomnia, but usually, I can get to sleep and end up waking around 2 am for an hour or two if I am having an episode of the infliction I sarcastically call an unwanted visitor. Last night was…
I’ve given some thought to my goals for the new year. At this point, my OLW is still being decided upon but I am considering a word that many will feel that they can either relate to it or feel that it is not enough to push towards. Those in the second lot may not…
Today is Silent Sunday. It is a day that I feature my own photography on a theme of my own choosing, without words. I hope you enjoy these posts. Thanks for visiting. All photos are copyrighted by Carol Labuzzetta. There is no permission to reproduce.
Thirty years ago this month, we made a life transition. I left my jobs at Johns Hopkins Hospital as a Pediatric Nurse Practitioner and Johns Hopkins University as an adjunct nursing instructor. My husband left his job in Delaware at the Nemours Children’s Hospital in Newark and we moved, “home” to Buffalo, New York. We…
It’s been a weird fall. There were days that have been very hard, such as the first day I saw my mom on a respirator in ICU. Or, the day we had to fly emergently to New York because she was in ICU. The day she was admitted to a nursing home, and then, the…
Family matters more when we age….. Being valued is as important as being paid, receiving both is a very fortunate occurrence, indeed. I don’t like to be rushed. Even though people mean well, you don’t have to like it. It’s important to know when to take a step back. I like to bake better than…
Over the last month, I’ve written several times about a health crisis our family had with my mom. It is now four weeks after sepsis landed her in an ICU bed for a week. This was followed by a step-down inpatient unit for a few days, until a rehab bed was secured in a transitional…
Finding time to write in the last two weeks has been difficult. And, when time is found, the words just do not seem to come. This is unusual for me and it is not writer’s block. It is because I have been helping to handle a family crisis. My mom has been in the hospital…
Last night I awoke at 1:40 a.m.. I was wide awake, bothered by thoughts that I’ve had before concerning conversations, comments, things I notice during social events, and even just while out in the community. I felt like a cow chewing on cud swallowed previously and brought up again to be chewed on some more….