The Story So Far

  • I'm a writer, photographer, consultant. Age 51. My father was a reporter and editor. Then he became something other than that. He died February 8, 2010 at 87. He was widowed in 2003. His decline started a little earlier. His sister died of Alzheimer's.

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Nancy

As for recovery, it takes far longer than anyone anticipates -- and sometimes, the past comes back and stings you when you least expect it. At least that's my experience. 1955 took a long time to devolve. I'm hoping we each resolve today a bit quicker than that, but I'm recovering from being a toxic waste site, and while I notice that I am better, recovery is a long way away. That's something to recognize, so as not to anger yourself. Patience is, after all, a virtue.

Maurice

Dear Mr. Ampolsk,

(Sorry, I'm old school. Don't use first names until invited to do so.) I just found your blog and wanted to thank you. I'm an Episcopal priest with a Buddhist daughter and a Baptist minister father in the last stage of vascular dementia. We probably have a few weeks to go. Good on you for preventing the doctor from prolonging you father's death, by the way. Mine was a difficult man, but fortunately we reconciled two and a half years ago, right at the time of his paralyzing stroke. As for the other threads he left dangling (of which there are many), well, what can we do? You're right on, though, I've said to many families as they come to the hospital, "Got any hatchets? Bury them now before you bury person lying on the bed." I take ordination as a license to slap! Is it effective? Meh. In any case, I wish you the very best with your healing going forward. And I thank you, again, for giving me some wonderful words to reflect on as I keep vigil.

Maurice

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