Moving on...

 I'm trying to re-learn all the things I used to do on a daily basis.  Can't remember how to start an entry, cant remember how to get photos, etc.  I'm slowly re-learning, but it's very frustrating.  i used to do this stuff in my sleep and now I'm struggling to find pretty much everything.  Like I'm here on this web site...how do I find my mail?  I know it's here somewhere.  And how do I find the picture i thought I'd sent to the laptop.  It's going to take awhile before I feel comfortable using this laptop again.

33 degrees outside this morning.  it was good to be warm in my comfortable bed.

I had breakfast with Jeri and Ned and then came back up here to my room to try to figure out how to use the computer I used to be so comfortable with.  I've finally found how to write a new entry...and to post photos

I had breakfast with Ned and Jeri this morning. How I love having adult children who are my friends. I hear from so many who either don't see their kids or don't care about their parents. Somehow I have adult children who like me and I like them.  They are such great people and have become such interesting adults.

But the holidays are over and it's time for Jeri to return to Boston.  I will miss her.  It's been so nice having her around this past month.  But she has a job to return to (not to say a husband who is back home!)  

And life carries on.  I'm very lucky to have such a nice place to live in.  I like most of the people who take care of me.  I remember when I first went into a home in Sacramento after my fall, then a care place in Carmichael and now here in Davis.  It's been nearly a year since I left home for the last time...and may never be able to return there.  But if I have to live in a facility, this is a nice place.

I remember at first asking for only women to take care of me, but things have changed so much... heck if the janitor tries to take care of me I won't object.  My concern for the privacy of my body has changed considerably over the past year.

I'm still learning how to find things on the computer and hope that within a few days I'll start to feel comfortable again.  I have missed writing and it's nice to be writing  a little again 

Where am I?

 Jeri just left me my laptop and we talked a lot about writing and I'm trying to figure out how to make a new entry to this journal...and maybe start keeping it again.  Wow...it's been so long since i typed anything this feels weird!

OK...earlier in 2025 I fell and fractured my hip and went into first the hospital, then a recovery place in Sacramento and now Carlton Senior Living in Davis, where I am apparently here indefinitely.  

Hey...it worked.  I'm having to learn a whole bunch of things that I once knew to write this...big success finding a way to post a photo from my PHONE to the laptop and to this entry.  This is one half of my apartment, decorated for Christmas.

So where was I?  I am now in my second childhood, meaning I can't walk, have to wear diapers, and have a host of helpers taking care of me.  Thank goodness Walt took out long term care insurance when we were first married .... advice to newly married couples!  Get good long term care insurance...and have children!  My life is much easier having children who are helping me, especially learning all the financial and practical things so they can take over for us when needed,

Carlton Senior Living is about 4 miles from our house, where Walt lives with Ned and Marta, so he is able to come and visit frequently.  If you have to be in a place like this, this is a good one.  I like my room, most of the staff are great, the food is good and now that I have this journal up and running again, maybe i will get back to  writing.

There are activities here, but I don't participate in most of them, mostly because someone has to get me into my wheelchair and GET me to the activity, but I'm happy here in my room, reading and watching TV. (I'm part of the book club here0.  Fun watching the old quiz shows back from the 80s.  My kids remind me of how upset I was with my mother for not getting involved in activities where she lived...now I'm doing (or not doing) the same thing  I understand her better.

I've been doing a lot of internet, but using my cell phone.  If I get back to using the laptop maybe I'll start writing more.  I do miss writing  I find that as I'm going to sleep at night I am often writing a journal entry in my head.  Now I'm trying to use the laptop again.

I will be 83 in a month.  I don't feel 83...but then I don't know what 83 feels like.  The bad thing about getting old is that you lose your friends.  My closest friends are either dead, have dementia, or have written me out of their lives because we are at a distance.  I find that at this age, I'm not interested in making new friends....which is difficult for me anyway because I'm so bad at chit chat.  I take a book with me to meals and that keeps me occupied and nobody tries to sit with me.

I don't know if I''m going to start writing a daily entry again but i thought I'd try and see where it goes...so much to re-learn!  But I miss writing.  So let's see what happens,