ILEANA JOHNSON

Mom's Hand Medicare/Medicaid finally allowed us today inside my mom’s nursing home. I have not set foot inside since March 14, 2020 when...

My dear mother whom we love and cherish is locked up in a prison not of her own making, in pain and suffering, on oxygen and not unders...

Photo: Wikipedia I decided to take small tangelos to the nursing home this week. Last week I took small tubes of hand lotion and smal...

Mom turned 86 years young on St. Patrick’s Day. She is a skeletal figure of her former self but she has a strong will to live. Three weeks...

Photo:  Ileana Johnson 2015 Tonight, the much awaited Snowmageddon 2017 came in the form of a wicked icy slush. Nobody must have heard o...

  Photo: Ileana Johnson 2016 Entering the nursing home, I never know what human drama peppered with dark comedy emerges. It is a life ...

My daughter and I go to the nursing home so often that the head nurse rolls her eyes when she sees us, we are there almost every day. My h...

Old Woman Dozing (1656) Nicolaes Maes Photo: Wikipedia I never know what to expect on my weekly visits to the nursing home. The lobby h...

My Beloved Mom The first golden day of autumn has become the cold, barren winter of my Mom’s life. A week ago I was planning to take ...