FROM THE EDITOR'S PEN /A Family Caregiver’s Elevator Speech
“I am Elizabeth Chomsky’s daughter. She is a
person living with dementia, but loved to paint, ice
skate and still can have a wicked sense of humor. I
want to be informed of any change in her condition,
medications or situation since I am her primary
caregiver, loving daughter and fearless caregiver.”
(Or something like that.)
You can even give them a card with all of your
contact information, so they should always be able
to reach you when necessary. I guess it does make
sense to have the same tools at our disposal as a
company’s CEO, since we are truly the CEO of the
most important organization we will ever command –
Our Loved One’s Care.
One of the other memorable things that
happened last week was at the Boomer Summit when a
young man walked into the press room and said to me,
“I just hope I can be as motivated and enthusiastic
about what I am doing as you are at 56.” First, I
think he was just astounded to see that I was
seemingly cognizant and continent at my advanced age
and second, just how did he know my age?
Darned Internet tubes have way too much information.
P.S. I was holding onto a chair as we spoke, just
to conceal the fact that I actually threw my aging
back out that very morning.
By the way, as an anniversary gift, a divan would
be divine. It would be great for those afternoon