Now all I need is time to play with it. My schedule is kind of crazy. I'm in the classroom, teaching Language Art and Thematics (a combination of history and science) until 12:30p.m. four days a week. Blaze sits next to me in the classroom three mornings a week, but he doesn't work well when there are distractions of any kind, so even though I take school work to do, we frequently have more work to do when we get home. Then, two days a week I have to go back to school after work to tutor a middle school student. Blaze still has speech therapy two days a week and physical therapy once a week.
I would like to think that the holiday break will bring some much needed rest, but we will be traveling over the break. A couple months ago, my 90-something year old grandmother was placed in a nursing home and she has asked to see both her granddaughters. My sister was there over Thanksgiving and I will be going to visit right after Christmas. She's been a very tough and independent old lady, who still insisted on working in the garden even after she lost most of her eyesight and started having mobility issues. My father tried to get her live-in help, but she told him she would drive the person away, and she finally did. When she was diagnosed with a condition called "sundowners", a form of dementia that affects people mostly at night, it became obvious to her sons that she could no longer take care of herself. My parents have been divorced since I was ten, but my father called my mother when he moved Grandma into the nursing home to let her know what was going on and he explained that he believed that this choice was probably saving her life.
My mother called last night and told me about the visit that she, my sister, and my sisters family had had with Grandma. She says Grandma's happy where she's living now, although the food is not always to her liking (this is a woman who has always canned a lot of her own vegetables and has never liked trying new foods, so that's not that surprising).