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Rainbow Swiss Chard in early morning light, with bright red stems and water droplets

Genetics on My Mind

My mother’s mother had Alzheimer’s disease. My mother might. I think my dad did. The genetic odds are good that I will. My mom doesn’t want to see a doctor for an assessment of her mental status. “What good would it do,” she says, her tone of voice absent the veneer of politeness. I get …

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Muffin with a peach slice for a smile and cherries for eyes

After the Fact

I was back at my mom’s this week. Partly I went back so we could take mom’s new state ID to her bank, as proof of her identity. There is something hilarious about a 91-year-old woman needing to prove who she is. Partly I went back so we could meet with the Director of Resident …

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