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[livejournal.com profile] ysabetwordsmith has a good post titled Loneliness and Fraying Social Fabric, that's a followup to [livejournal.com profile] haikujaguar's recent post on loneliness and how it spreads. Lots of good stuff there, and even more in the comments.

She makes some good suggestions. "Restore our support of people who are doing the hard work of sustaining others."... "Practice and teach social skills." "Build the biggest, strongest social network that you can." But they're suggestions for someone like her who knows how to give support, teach social skills, build a social network, and use it effectively.

Trouble is, I'm on both sides of that social chasm. I'm one of those lonely people who never learned many of the social skills they needed -- not because my family was "subfunctional", but more because I've always found it easier to pull back from situations where I had no idea what I was doing. Since we started hanging out together, I've always let Colleen build and maintain the social network -- she has the skills for it.

And now, suddenly, I've been thrown into situations where I'm the one trying to give support, both physical support to Colleen, and emotional support to her and several of my other friends. While groping my way in the dark, having no idea what I'm doing, no idea what support if any is available. I'm learning, but it's slow. Please bear with me. Or something like that.

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It was a good day; basically in a good mood. I'm not going to try to characterize it beyond that -- I may not be completely alexithymic, but I come close.

I've already posted about the day's "aha" insight into my limited definition of "social life".

I had a good, if geographically-limited, walk. That's because I was on the phone with [livejournal.com profile] cflute, so I kept to the top of the hill behind work, where there's a good signal and very little traffic noise. Both of us were pretty cheerful, so that's good too.

Placed a book order with Powells, almost equally divided between self-help and fiction.

The day's link sausage includes An Argument for Friendship (in fiction; from haikujaguar), more profound whimsy from Tom Digby, and speaking of whimsy, Photos from Robolamp (from from gizmodo)

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Time for another Wishful Wednesday post, and its fortnightly link to my Caregiver's Wishlist.

More progress on gardening: thanks to Andrew for picking pears and pruning the fruit-trees.

Great progress on the Closets of Doom: Marty completely cleared out and re-arranged the front closet. One can actually walk in now.

Colleen has been cheerleading my efforts to clean out the office, bribing me with two luscious kisses per bag thrown away. Total score so far is, um... about a score of kisses.

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It's time, I guess, for another Wishful Wednesday post, where I give you a link to the Caregiver's Wishlist

I think maybe once every other week or so will be enough?

The main changes since last time are a couple of items checked off, and one added: the Closets of Doom. Thanks to everyone who helped, especially [livejournal.com profile] screaming_angel and [livejournal.com profile] moshez.

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It's Wednesday. I decided over the weekend that "Wishful Wednesday" might be a good day to post a link to the Caregiver's Wishlist that I've been working on.

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] moshez, Ali, and Marty, and of course the YD, who are already taking on several of these tasks.

I'm a little fuzzy on how often to post this. Is once a week too much? I could make it the first Wednesday of each month. Comments?

I have to add that this wasn't an easy list to make, and wasn't an easy post to make -- it amounts to a public acknowledgement that there are lots of essential chores that I originally thought I could do, but can't even get started on.

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It's not clear how productive one can be after a night when both of us were awake from 3am to 5am. Not particularly; I only got about half of my list done.

On the other hand, I didn't have to do it all, for once - the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] moshez volunteered to do the data-entry for Colleen's address book!

And I had a fairly productive walk by Los Gatos Creek, in spite of a feeling of non-specific anxiety (which I'm still feeling) and feeling rather out-of-shape and tired. OK, just noticing these things is something of an accomplishment for me.

In any case, I decided to post a link to, and current status of, my Caregiver's Wish List on "Wishful Wednesdays". I thought about doing a web-based demo "album", and realized (thanks to some old email I ran across) that I'd decided back in March that the best thing to do was to move thestarport.* off of my old ISP at rahul.net.

I bought, and set up, a nice little laptop desk (obtained at Longs/CVS for only $15). It's in the living room; it has the advantage of being quite small, so it's not going to get used for anything but the laptop. I bought the YD's bus pass for September. And I processed and uploaded the audio files from last week's Tempered Glass practice sessions.

I also noticed, when I got home, that "something was wrong", so I made sure that I had put everything down and gotten comfortably seated before allowing everyone to dump on me. (As it turned out it was nothing more than a Mess that the YD hadn't cleaned up. But still...)

So far my "homecoming ritual" seems to consist of hanging up my shoulder bag, taking off my glasses, and sitting down in the living room. Probably not quite enough.

The Link Sausage for the day consists of this excellent post on communication protocols in a marriage by [livejournal.com profile] phoenixpdx, and Twitter Guide For Writers (Part 1) by [livejournal.com profile] ohiblather.

For some reason my right hand has been hurting a lot. Possibly arthritis or tendonitis. Or it could be more stress/anxiety. It seems to be going around.

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My walk yesterday evening was more mindless than mindful, basically drifting along observing. Not unpleasant, though.

I made a tasty dinner from two leftover stews, pepper, Greek seasoning, powdered garlic, and Penzey's Chili 9000 powder.

Colleen's care involved some extensive physical work (the details aren't important); I handled it better than she did, but unfortunately the first thing that goes when I'm working flat-out is my control over my tone of voice. It's hard to be soothing and reassuring when that happens.

Started building a website for [livejournal.com profile] pocketnaomi. Fun, though I don't have as much time for it as I'd like. A lot of things aren't getting done, for that matter. I also put together a preliminary caregiver's wish list; it still needs more work, but it's up there.

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My walk yesterday was interrupted by finding a garage sale across the street with a lovely red tablecloth and a set of wire baskets for $1 each. It was interrupted again by a blood-sugar crash -- apparently what I'd had for breakfast wasn't quite enough. Ended up nibbling all afternoon. The Rose Garden was pretty, though.

I made fajitas for dinner. Easy except for juicing the key limes.

Played a game of scrabble with Colleen and the YD (who suggested it). Fun; we haven't done that in a while. Colleen and the YD played another while I went back to the office and played with Google Chrome. I miss a few features from Firefox, but the speed boost and tiny resource footprint are worth it most of the time. I'll switch back to FF when I need printing or flash, which appear to be missing in the Linux port at the moment.

Spent a lot of time puttering and decluttering. Made good progress, too, though I'm feeling a little guilty about not doing $work.

You know you're a caregiver when a normal-looking turd in a bucket is a welcome sight.

You know you're getting old when you start collecting pill bottles for storage instead of baby-food jars.

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I still haven't really gotten the hang of this "the caregiver has to take care of himself, too" thing. Nor have I really gotten the hang of doing things I "enjoy". But there are a few things I really have to find time for, not so much because I "enjoy" them -- though I suppose I do -- but because I go crazy if I go without them for too long.

Walking is one. I have to have my walk; preferably every day and preferably for an hour. I can cut that back to half an hour every other day, but not for long. It's the only exercise I get, but it's more than that.

Livejournal is another; possibly at an even higher priority than walking. If I'm at a con, or on some other kind of tight schedule, I will squeeze in time to read my friends list if I have any time for the computer at all. Email to a lesser extent. Other kinds of reading, on the net and off, if there's time -- reading is something I can do even with a lot of distraction, so it's useful for those times. But time spent on the computer interacting with people is crucial -- LJ, IM, email... I rarely see anyone outside of my family, a few local friends, and coworkers; the computer is usually my only way to feel connected with my closest friends.

Music is a little further down on the list; I'm not quite sure why. Especially music where I'm interacting with people: performing, or practicing with friends, or singing in a small, friendly circle. Just practicing by myself, or even songwriting, are less essential. I guess music is further down on the list because I can't do it whenever I want with the people I want to make music with. Too many of my friends are far away.

And then there's time with friends (including people like Colleen, and my family-of-choice, who are much more than friends). There's a reason why I'll usually drop everything else to go for a drive with Colleen (as I did tonight, in fact). But, as with music, most of the people I would like to spend time with are far away. I can't spend as much time as I'd like with most of my friends, and in some ways that's just as well, or I wouldn't have time for anything else. It'd be worth the trade, though.

Time for creativity -- songwriting, software, writing -- is important, but a lot of the secondary activities around that feel like work, and they're not as important to me as things that put me in touch with people.

(added 0713 7:53) Hot baths. Not so much for getting clean as for relaxation -- a hot bath helps me get to sleep. It's getting increasingly difficult to find the time. I really miss the days when Colleen was spry enough to get in and out of our 6-foot tub, and we could take a bath together.

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I've never been any good at managing my time. (Or my money, but that's a matter for another post.) Caring for Colleen, with her limited mobility, has taken a large chunk out of my day. And I've recently discovered that I need more sleep -- at least 8 hours, where I was getting by on 6.

So let's add this up: a full-time job, sleep, caregiving, filling in for the things Colleen can't do now, and everything else. No wonder "working from home" is marginal, and my lunchtime walk often gets squeezed out. I seem to have fallen into the all-too-common caregiver's trap of trying to do it all.

Things have gotten a lot better in the last two months:

  • Colleen now does most of the grocery shopping online.
  • Friends now do a lot of the errand-running; we can usually find someone to take the YD places, and to go out shopping with Colleen. Colleen's making better use of her network.
  • I can work from home, especially in the mornings, and I'm gradually learning how to make that more effective and efficient.
  • Colleen has been making better use of her network of local friends, and can usually find someone to
  • The Younger Daughter can cook, though she often doesn't.
  • I can't multitask, but I can merge or overlap tasks sometimes: time spent taking care of Colleen is quality time together; I can do minor chores while she's on the commode. Things like that.
  • I go out with Colleen on Thursday evenings, so that's one less day when somebody (e.g. me) has to cook.

Still, it isn't enough, and it's discouraging.

Here are some of the things I've thought of and started implementing:

  • I've made a "reading" filter for my LJ friends list. I think that all of my current human friends are on it; it filters out some feeds, cartoons I don't care much about, and so on. A few of them are still there because Colleen and probably a few other people read my friends page. LJ and email are non-negotiable -- they're just about my only way of staying in touch with most of my friends.
  • I'm trimming the "AM" bookmark folder, which contains the things I read every morning, to the ones I've actually been paying attention to lately. I should do the same to my other bookmarks, and my link page.
  • I've started to accept the fact that I can't do everything I want to, or even everything that I think I need to.

Here are some of the things I've thought of but haven't done yet.

  • I need to shift more of the household chores onto the YD. I'll still do the dishes, but it would be nice if I didn't have to cook on days when I also have to work. Did I mention that I have trouble setting limits?
  • It would really help for the YD to learn to drive. We need to schedule driving lessons soon.
  • Probably the only way I'm going to make more time for music is if Colleen asks me to sing for her, so I have to make sure that she does that more often, and that I don't resist when she does. (Probably not on Wednesdays unless there are other filkers there.)
  • We have to get Colleen to start using Outreach for transportation when friends aren't available.
  • I have to learn how to ask for help and, perhaps more importantly, how to recognize when I need to.
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We celebrated our older daughter's 24th birthday by having a new toilet installed in the upstairs bathroom. Well, OK, I also gave her an upgrade to her cell phone. Which, given the design of the AT&T website, was a much more stressful experience.

My book order from Powell's finally arrived, a full month after I placed it. Blame the Post Offal's "media rate" for that. I've been reading The Caregiver Helpbook. Not only is it helpful for me, I think it would be useful for anyone who finds themselves thinking they have to "do it all", or place someone else's needs above their own 100% of the time. Sound familiar? Think about it.

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The main thing about yesterday was the caregiver support group at Kaiser; it meets the 1st and 3rd Monday of each month, and I should have started going to it back in January when I was doing Colleen's TPN. Yeah, it'll be useful. This time I think I gave more information than I got -- there was a woman caring for her husband there; we spent an hour or so after the group swapping information. She pointed out that stress makes one fuzzy-minded and forgetful; that's good to remember.

The evening's IM conversation pointed out a couple of valuable lessons which ought to get their own River posts at some point:

  1. Present half-baked plans by asking "What if we do X?" rather than by saying "OK, we do X." The latter gives the impression that things have already been decided, which is misleading and potentially hurtful.
  2. Beware of trying to optimize the wrong function. The main point of an activity may be obvious to one or two people involved, but things around the edges may be much more important to others, or to the group as a whole.
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I combined my lunchtime walk with sitting and meditating by the pond; it seemed to work well. Very calming.

I had some interesting insights at work, which I can't talk about much, regarding the relationship between $immediate-short-term-demo and $current-project.

Mentioned during the "Being Mindful" group that my mental state in meditation is very different from my mental state when I'm reading or focussed on a task: I'm alert and present rather than cut off from everything else. There's no moment of disorientation when I come out of it.

Took my first "caregiver's evening off" by wandering around the Pruneyard shopping center, and then "historic downtown Campbell". There was a vague plan to get a massage at Massage Envy, an instance of which is located in the Pruneyard, but by the time I got there they were closing up. Similarly, by the time I got to Campbell everything but the restaurants and bars had closed, and by the time I left at 9:30 only a bar or two were left. I could almost hear the sidewalks rolling up behind me. It was OK, but not what I was hoping for.

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The morning was pretty productive -- I got Tres Gique's Baycon concert indexed and shifted around the links under tres-gique.com to reflect the new directory organization. It all still needs to be automated, but that's a different matter. In the evening I wrote index files for the Consonance concerts, so one can now navigate around without running into errors.

Had an intensely frustrating time with Kaiser, involving five phone calls and an in-person visit to find out that their caregiver support group is more general than the blurb on the website suggests. Another visit to find out that, no, there's simply no way I could have found this out on the web or with email. Phone or nothing.

I did a little meditation scattered around in odd moments, and I've started using a new "to.done" flag, "|", to mark body sensations, much the same way I use "!" to mark emotions.

A delightful phone call from [livejournal.com profile] cflute in the evening led me to order Full Catastrophe Living by Jon Kabat Zinn; since I also had a recommendation from two weeks ago for Wherever You Go, There You Are by the same author, I ordered that too, and found a used copy of the Caregiver Helpbook from Legacy Caregiver Services, which I'd seen earlier while looking for caregiver support groups.

We went to bed at 10pm, and I didn't get up until 9:30 this morning. That's at least 5 hours out of what I think of as a "normal" day that I didn't have. This is annoying.

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Again, a pretty good day. I'm not sure what's making the difference, but I'm not complaining. Colleen and I are starting to think about ways of taking some of the caregiving and errand-running load off of me (see comments on this post in particular). I expect to be posting more about this later.

The short version, though, is that she's going to be shifting a lot of the grocery shopping to Safeway's online store, and holding a Ladies' Sewing Circle and Terrorist Society meeting on Tuesday nights to give me some time off.

Colleen went off to San Francisco in the afternoon with Marty and Ali to a 50%-off sale on Britex's remnant floor. I'm delighted -- she had fun, and came back happy and unharmed, and planning additional fabric-oriented mayhem. (See previous paragraph.)

The "Being Mindful" group finally started up at Kaiser. (For those not into the latest psychobabble, it's about the theraputic version of Buddhist meditation techniques aimed at achieving mindfulness: a "mental state, characterized by calm awareness of one's body functions, feelings, content of consciousness, or consciousness itself.") Mindfulness looks like a useful addition to my mental toolkit, and I'm starting to try to apply it. (Tag: zen.)

Finding a support group for caregivers may take a little more work; there's one at Kaiser, but the description is specific to caregivers of Alzheimer's patients.

And the YD made dinner -- the chicken was OK and a trifle underdone; the roasted zucchini slices drizzled with olive oil and maple syrup were surprising and wonderful!

I don't think I mentioned it at the time, but [livejournal.com profile] artbeco's gorgeous Amethyst Rose card that I ordered from her Etsy shop arrived a couple of days ago. Wow.

Good conversations, a little silliness, a happy Cat, and snuggle. Yeah, a pretty good day.

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