Alex adopted me a number of years ago. He actually belonged to the neighbor on the east side of me, yet spent hours hanging
out with his kitty friends that lived with my neighbors to the west. He traveled through my yard going back and forth between
home and friends.

At that time I had been laid off at work and was spending more time in my home office and patio area. Alex began spending more and more time on one of my Adirondack chairs, during which we had great conversations. He is very vocal and expressive. He also started to follow me into the house. He was unbelievably well mannered. I set out a water bowl for him. I was also rather allergic to him.

An allergy prescription and a year later, I set out a food bowl. I still cannot keep Alex in the house overnight (swollen yucky eyes and congestion issues). Yet he knows that he is welcome to join his kitty friends next door in a comfy kitty igloo in the kitties’ house. It’s a perfect arrangement.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Drama (Thursday, January 7, 2010)

This past week I've been experiencing a little too much drama - negative unavoidable drama. My adult son suffered a traumatic brain injury (TBI) as the result of an horrific car accident. The ten year anniversary will be on January 19th. He functions with diminished capacities both physically and mentally.

He was in a coma for almost a year. His wife, against our strenuous counsel not to, removed him from his rehabilitation hospital and moved him to a remote rural community. His physical, speech, and occupational therapy ceased. He uses a motorized chair to get around and the use of a walker.

I learned last week that his wife, who has alienated every member of our family and has virtually isolated my son from contact with us, has divorced him (she was divorced and remarried within a three week period). She has moved him into an old broken down ratty trailer house without handicap access. There is no one to help him bathe or to prepare meals (the ex-wife promises to send food to him every day). THIS IS MY WORST NIGHTMARE! Various avenues are being pursued to address this formidable situation, but of course none can or will happen quickly.

I find that sleep and solice are not to be found right now.

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