Wednesday, March 20, 2013

You Never Know What You'll Find!

(CNN) -- A rare Chinese bowl bought for about $3 from a yard sale in the U.S. sold for $2.2 million at an auction in New York on Tuesday.
The bowl, found in New York state, "was bought for a few dollars from a tag sale near the consignor's home in the summer of 2007," said Cecilia Leung of Sotheby's. "At the time, the purchaser had no idea that they had happened upon a 1,000-year-old treasure."

Sunday, March 17, 2013

another Warren MacKenzie piece

Warren MacKenzie II
Hate to give up the Warren. . .I remember going to buy this one at his studio. . .

Waterford & Orrefors

very small samplling of some of the Waterford

Orrefors candleholders


Black Wedgewood Jasperware

Blue Wedgewood Jasperware

Large Vaseline Glass pieces

more Sale Teaser photos

Randy Johnston piece 1

Randy Johnston mark

Charles Halling platter

Downsizing Sale Coming Soon

Over the years my Mother has gathered a stunning collection of fine tabletop, cookware, bakeware, linens, antique furniture and more. I've been sorting through, in preparation for an estate sale: no need for quite so much in assisted living!

Details will be posted closer to the date, but it will be in mid-late April in South Minneapolis.

Some particularly interesting items include:
  • quite a bit of art pottery from Warren MacKenzie and Randy Johnston
  • Dansk china
  • Waterford crystal
  • Orrefors home decor
  • pink and green vaseline glass
  • Wedgewodd jasperware (black and blue)
  • Le Creuset cookware
  • French copper cookware
  • French copper molds

Warren MacKenzie mark

Warren MacKenzie piece 1

Thursday, February 28, 2013

What's it Like?

Excellent article (from Quora via Slate)

What Is It Like When One Of Your Parents Gets Alzheimer's?

Really captures how so much of the early changes are about personality, not the typical memory lapses that popular culture jokes about.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

The Dangers of Beatrix Potter

Mom recently picked up the most darling, teensy weensy figurine of a hedgehog. It's super cute, but frankly a bit worrisome: Mom has never been much of a tchotchke person.

What's extra odd id the language around it: When she talks about it in the context of someone else, telling a story about how she showed it off, lost it and had a friend help her look for it, she refers to it properly as a hedgehog. But when she talks about it as something SHE owns and admires, it's NEVER a hedgehog. It becomes a "Tiggywinkle".

I guess she read too much Beatrix Potter to me over the years!

This is such a telling example of how aphasia doesn't always manifest as simply forgetting a word. Context means a lot, and especially in someone with a large vocabulary, it can be masked by able use of synonyms.

The Short Version

In March 2012, Mom's neurologist instructed her to stop driving, prescribing an evaluation from Courage Center, knowing she'd fail, and recommended that she move to an Assisted Living facility ASAP. Of course, none of these recommendations were followed. Knowing that, I made a prescient remark, "It's going to take some sort of horrible incident to get her to move."

Sometime in the night of Monday, July 9th, Mom drove to her dentist, intending to wait for her appointment scheduled for 7:00 am on the 10th. Paramedics found her at 1:00 am on the 10th, laying in the street after falling out of her car and utterly shattering her ankle. Thank goodness she had her cell phone on her, and was able to keep it together enough to call 911.

She has not returned to her home since that night. She will never go "home" again.

Hospital to rehab center, to assisted living apartment, back to hospital, released to a different rehab center, and finally getting to settle in to her new apartment in September.

Physically, she's doing OK. She had a great surgeon who understood the big picture. She wasn't able to fully comply with rehab, so she hasn't healed as much as anyone would like, but after 6 months she's walking without a cane - something I thought might never happen.

And while her dementia had been accelerating already, the trauma and stress of the broken ankle and it's repercussions definitely pushed Mom a good bit farther ahead on the path. On average, people with Alzheimer's have 8 years from diagnosis to death, although that can be wildly different the earlier it sets in. While I don't know about death, I'd estimate that the 2 months of intensive health issues probably cost Mom 2 years in advancing symptoms. While she's doing OK in an independent apartment with a few assistance services, moving to a memory care unit is on the horizon.

As a family, we're just starting to find a routine that accommodates how all our lives have changed.