Aging and Disability: Transitions into Residential Care

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The book Aging and Disability:  Transitions into Residential Care is full of useful information that is presented in an organized and concise manner.

Here are a few of the main points:

There are certain personality traits that make it easier for people to successfully transition to residential care:  feeling in control of their lives, valuing strong bonds with friends/family, and viewing change as a challenge rather than as a threat.

The features of successful aging are:  having a sense of purpose, interacting with others, opportunities for personal growth, self-acceptance, and autonomy.

Once an individual is placed in residential care, they still need their family.  The family should be available to check on the quality of care their loved one is receiving, provide companionship, and assist with financial management needs.

Accidentally Married by Victorine Lieske

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I almost didn’t buy this book, because I thought it was a romance novel.  I am not a fan of romance novels, but the name intrigued me.  I decide to give it a try and I am really glad that I did.

The book is about a CEO of a local company that hires a woman to pretend to be his girlfriend, so his family would stop commenting on his lack of a love life.  Though a series of weird circumstances.  They accidentally get married.  However, throughout the story they start to get to know each other and fall in love.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book.  It was funny and heart warming at the same time.

 

Superglueing my Wound

I got a nasty cut on my thumb.  After 15 minutes, it was still bleeding and had not slowed down at all.

There was a family discussion as to whether or not I needed stitches and should I go to the ER to have a doctor examine the wound.  However, I already had my pajamas on, so I didn’t want to leave the house.

We decided to superglue the wound closed to stop the bleeding, which worked.  After that, my thumb was wrapped in gauze and tape.

The worst part, was when Mom cleaned the wound with rubbing alcohol.  I was hollering and squirming around in my chair.  Gwen asked, “On a scale of 1 to 10, what’s your pain level?”  Mom thought that was funny, because I was in more pain after she started doctoring my thumb than I was before she started.

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