Caregiving: A Partial Week in the Life


Father’s Day was a low-key gathering with Julia’s Dad and stepmom in attendance, along with our adult children, Allie and Justin.  Allie drove to our house from Milwaukee.  Justin was originally going to come home Monday night but decided to come home early.  My Father’s Day started early at 7 a.m with a 2 1/2 hour round trip to Whitewater to bring Justin home from college.  It was worth it to have everyone present.


The rest of the week was busy with caregiving for Justin.  A couple of blog readers have asked what that looks like so I thought I would write today’s blog to provide a small glimpse.  Most folks don’t understand the degree to which Duchenne’s muscular dystrophy affects young men in their late teens.  Justin still has some strength remaining in his neck and hands, but he cannot walk or transfer independently to or from his wheelchair.  I used to physically pick him up for transfers to save time, but he is now Hoyer-dependent due to discomfort that Justin experiences when someone tries to do a transfer without the lift.

Some people wonder whether life is worth living for someone with that degree of disability.  Able-bodied people mostly ask that question.  While mental health and social isolation are often issues for people with severe physical disabilities, there are still many opportunities for fun and living fully.  Justin goes out to restaurants and movies, attends concerts, engages in online activities (sometimes too much), and participates in mentally challenging activities (college).


Having said that, Justin begins every day waiting for a caregiver to get him out of bed.  This week, that was my job.  At school, he is allotted six hours each day by his care management organization.  The assumption is that  the personal care worker getting paid $11/hour shows up. Missing lunch or supper is an annoying inconvenience, but missing a morning shift is a big problem. Justin can’t get in or out of bed, sit up, or roll over.

That doesn’t even take into account Justin’s service dog, who obviously can’t let himself out to go to the bathroom from a locked dorm room.  At home, those aren’t issues because I’m across the hall.  But that also means that I need to be at home and available when Justin needs care.

Elvis the service dog appreciates that too.  I generally feed/water/bathroom Elvis about an hour before Justin is ready to get up.

Essential equipment

Caregiving starts with emptying the overnight urine bag.  I then retrieve a combo shower/toilet chair from the accessible bathroom.  I use a pad underneath Justin to roll him into position for the Hoyer lift.The Hoyer lift sling attaches underneath Justin at two points on the bottom and two points at the top.  There’s a manual lever pump that raises the Hoyer lift up under load and a pressure relief control that lowers him.  I raise him up from the bed and lower him into the bathroom chair.  Then I roll him to the bathroom and over the toilet where he begins his day.

When Justin yells that he’s done, I start the shower and roll him into the shower when the water is right.  I raise his hand to the water control so he can fine tune the temperature.  I wash his hair and the places he can’t reach, and place a bar of soap in his hand so he can wash where he can reach.  Then he soaks in the shower for about ten more minutes and yells when he’s ready.

From this point, I dry Justin off in the bathroom and then roll the bath chair into his bedroom, where the Hoyer lift is used to move him back into his bed with a towel underneath.  Justin is unable to assist with dressing so this process involves putting his clothes on, rolling him over when necessary to accomplish that, and readjusting everything when he is rolled to his back again.  I pull him up to sitting position, reattach the Hoyer, and transfer Justin to his wheelchair  After I put on his shoes and socks, he is pretty much ready for the day.

I fix his breakfast and clean up the dishes.  Now, I have a couple of hours to myself for taking Callie for a walk or errands.  Lunch and supper are each an hour and mostly involve food prep and cleanup. He can still drink and eat on his own, provided everything is set up ahead of time, including choosing softer foods.  Justin drinks from a straw.  At school, two hours total are allotted for lunch and dinner.  Justin is by  himself the rest of the day.  At home, there ends up being quite a few other times during the day that he asks for help.

At night, the reverse process occurs in order to get Justin ready for bed.  There’s normally no need for the bathroom chair–only a simple transfer into bed and undressing, which is much easier.  There are a few more tasks in getting the urine bag ready for use at night and getting his bi-pap machine ready (Justin uses a bipap machine for both sleep apnea and assistance in breathing due to weakened lungs).

During the week, we had time for a music outing at Capitol Brewery and supper out with Julia’s Dad at Fitz’s on the Lake.  I had a couple of doctor’s visits in Madison for Justin. He regularly sees 6-8 specialists who are trying to keep him both alive and with as much function as modern medicine permits.

Yesterday, after the final doctor’s visit, I drove back to Whitewater, shopped for Justin’s groceries, purchased his textbook from the college bookstore,  and dropped him back off at his dorm room (with Xbox) .  He’ll have a couple of weeks off to explore campus as a young adult before his next summer school class starts. We’ve encouraged him to get outside, do things, and get more involved.  That’s a big ask for Justin, but he says he’ll try.  He’s a great young man to get to know, but Justin has to open up for that to happen.  At home, we can’t shut him up, so we know he’s capable (right, Justin?).


Day Hike: Roche-A-Cri State Park


Julia has most Fridays off work, so we try to do something special together on the first day of her weekend.  Today, we were off to Roche-A-Cri State Park, located located about 30 minutes north of Wisconsin Dells.  While I’ve been to most of our state parks, we’ve never been to this one for some reason.  We were scouting it out for a possible camping trip and looking for a place to hike some new trails.

The main trail in the park is the Acorn Trail (3.5 miles).  Most of it is flat and travels through second growth forest.  At one point, there were some huge white pines that looked like virgin growth.  We added about another mile on Turkey Vulture Trail (beautiful restored prairie).  During most of the hike, temperatures were in the lower 70’s with light rain.




The highlight of the hike was the mound, which requires 333 steps to climb.  The trail to the mound and the area around the trailhead is not dog-friendly.  I counted at least 6 signs within 50 yards making sure that you knew man’s best friend was not permitted in this area.  I ended up waiting at the bottom with Callie (dangerous outlaws ready to make a getaway in the event a ranger thought Callie was too close to one of the signs), while Julia climbed to the top.


After our hike was finished, I went back alone and hiked up while Julia and Callie spent time in the truck.  I completely understand the need for dogs to be leashed and fines for people who don’t pick up after their pets on a well-traveled trail, but a ban?  It’s one reason not to return.  People are capable of a lot more damage than dogs. The other reason that I wouldn’t camp here is the significant road noise in the campground from nearby Hwy13. Otherwise, the campground was lovely with well-spaced sites.

At this point, Julia felt that a lunch and locally-brewed beer was necessary.  I was not going to disagree.  We drove to the Dells for a light lunch at the Riverwalk Pub and then took a short walk along the river. Wisconsin Dells is a great place for water parks, go-cart tracks, and Ripleys Believe It or Not, but you have to search out the natural beauty.



We then headed over to Port Huron Brewing Company for a tasting flight of beers to share.  After trying the hefeweisen, amber, pale ale, ipa, and porter, we brought home a growler of the Twelve Bottom IPA for future consumption.




We finished the day with a nice nap before grilling some fish for dinner.  The yard work would have to wait another day.



Mercy Now


I’ve been listening to the radio show “Simply Folk” on Wisconsin Public Radio for over 35 years. It airs every Sunday evening for a couple of hours and features all kinds of folk music but with an emphasis on Wisconsin folk music. Last night we attended the 40th Anniversary Celebration Concert at Wisconsin Union Theater in Madison, featuring Chris Plata, Mary Gauthier, and Dom Flemons.

Getting disabled seating/tickets for Justin is often a difficult process.  Since this was to be an early Father’s Day present for me, Julia took care of these details.  It turned out that the power wheelchair seats were only available in the VIP general admission section.  Justin’s ticket was only $30 (same as regular general admission), but for us to sit next to him, our tickets were $75 (same as VIP tickets).  As a result, we ended up spending $180 instead of the $90 we were expecting.

At the time the tickets were purchased, we had no idea what we were getting for the $180.  The VIP tickets were still general admission tickets .  A few days before the concert, we received an email inviting us to the VIP pre-event meet and greet.  This was getting more interesting.  I should add here that I’m a huge Mary Gauthier fan.  I’ve listened to her music and stories ever since “Drag Queens and Limousines” came out in the late 90’s.

Her last record, “Rifles and Rosary Beads”, was nominated this year for Best Folk Record at the 2019 Grammys.  She didn’t win, but I would have voted for her.  The album was created when she met at retreats with veterans and their families.  Mary explained that she just took their stories and set them to music and rhyme.

I joked with Justin that the meet and greet was probably going to be with other VIP ticket holders and maybe some of the radio show hosts.


That statement started off true, but a few minutes later, Mary walked through the door.

She talked a bit with the radio show people and another vocalist accompanying her, but folks were not rushing up to Mary.


I could see Julia’s eyes plotting for something more.  About half an hour later, we were all gathered around Mary Gauthier for photos.






You might wonder why I included all three photos above, and that’s a good question.  Each of those photos captures an expression on Mary’s face that are all parts of her personality.  My favorite is the smirk in the last photo.  We saw that smirk often during the concert (from the fourth row).   She seemed to be having a good time, and I know the audience had a good time.

During one song, she got the whole audience to sing along, and it was very powerful.  At the end of the concert, all of the performers came out on stage and sang, “This Land is Your Land”, as the audience joined in.  It was the kind of thing that gave me the chills.
Before we left the meet and greet, Mary Gauthier took the time to walk over to Justin and thank him for coming to her concert–because that’s the kind of person she is.  I’ll close with a few lines from one of my favorite songs:  “Mercy Now” by Mary Gauthier:

“Yeah, we all could use a little mercy now
I know we don’t deserve it but we need it anyhow
We hang in the balance dangle ‘tween hell and hallowed ground
And every single one of us could use some mercy now.”




Wildcat Mountain State Park



We spent three nights recently at Wildcat Mountain State Park in the driftless region of southwestern Wisconsin near the small town of Ontario.  While the glaciers barreled through much of Wisconsin leaving many rounded land forms and lakes, the driftless region features deeply carved river valleys. The Kickapoo River meanders back and forth for 126 miles, nearly meeting itself at times, before entering the Wisconsin River.

We live fairly close to Devil’s Lake State Park, which has more visitors than many national parks.  In the summer, that park is filled with crowds of tourists.  Campgrounds book up quickly, beginning 11 months in advance.  We were looking for a different experience without having to drive more than two hours, and we found that at Wildcat Mountain State Park.  The campground had about half a dozen sites with electric hookups, a bunch more rustic sites without hookups, and more walk-in tent sites.  For all campers, there were flush toilets, hot showers, picnic tables, campfire rings, and a dump station.  We had no trouble getting reservations a few weeks ahead of time, and some non-electric sites were still vacant for those showing up on Saturday night.  We rarely encountered hikers on the trails and never felt crowded.

The longest trail in the park is Old Settler’s Trail (2.5 miles).  It rises up and down steep valleys and crosses several streams.  Hemlock Trail is shorter but climbs to the top of Mount Pisgah ( a big hill).  Most of the Hemlock Trail is in a state-protected natural area and doesn’t allow dogs, although we didn’t see the small sign until after we completed the hike.  Callie said that it didn’t matter because she is part dingo and not really a dog.  The last trail that we hiked in the park was the Ice Cave Trail.  In June, it features a small waterfall.  While I kicked back with a book/nap, Julia went on to kayak for two hours down the Kickapoo.




We then drove through the back-roads of Amish farms and stores, which featured freshly- picked morel mushrooms (only in season this time of year), maple syrup, baked goods, honey, and many other items.  One farm advertised fresh trout, and it turned out that the fish were so fresh, they hadn’t been caught yet.  If you could catch one, the Amish would clean the fish for you as part of the price.

We passed on the trout, but we did scoop up morel mushrooms, maple syrup, and home-made chocolate toffee.

That night we prepared our mushrooms (sauteed with a whole stick of butter), steak, and a spinach salad, washed down with Snappy IPA brewed by the Hillsborough Brewing Company.  Then we enjoyed a campfire and daylight that continued past 9:30 p.m.




On Saturday, it rained off and on, but we found time to drive to the Kickapoo Valley Reserve, which is a beautiful 8,600 acre tract of land between LaFarge and Ontario.  Because the trails were very muddy, we stayed on the paved and gravel portions of the multi-use bike, horse, and hiking trails.  We only saw two people on our hour hike.  One young man was Amish and brave enough to make a friend of Callie.

Saturday afternoon, we drove to the Hillsboro Brewing Company for nachos and tap beer.  Julia had “Treat Yo Self” (unfiltered northeastern IPA, and I had a Contented Cow (milk stout).  I loved the space, but they are moving to a bigger space with more parking.




By Saturday night, the skies had cleared, and we had another long campfire. Even at 10 p.m. the skies were not completely dark. Temp dropped into the 40’s, which made for great sleeping.  We got up early Sunday morning for breakfast and one last hike.


This is not the first time we’ve been to Wildcat Mountain, but it has been many years and far too long since the last time.  Julia liked the area and the Amish vibe so much that we had to check out the real estate listings in LaFarge.  But the good thing about the Brew Hut is that we don’t have to buy real estate or a cabin to enjoy an area.  There are many undiscovered and re-discovered gems, such as Wildcat Mountain.  Having said that, we will be back and hopefully soon.




Where the North Begins


I think Portage, Wisconsin could have done better in choosing a slogan.  As a place, it has quite a history.  Back in the 1670’s, Father Marquette and Joliet were on a search for the Mississippi River by canoe.  They followed Lake Michigan into Green Bay and the Fox River.  At the headwaters of the Fox, they were advised to “portage” a two-mile marshy section to the Wisconsin River.


This is where the City of Portage was eventually established–between the Fox and the Wisconsin Rivers.


I drove up to Portage this morning because I decided to buy a small, quiet inverter generator.  I know, I know.  Generator are evil, noisy things, but there are times during periods of cloudy skies (where solar energy isn’t available) and one is without an electrical hookup…anyway, my plan was to get one at Tractor Supply in Portage.  I had read that Tractor Supply has an old geezer discount on the last Tuesday of every month.  With a 20% discount, I could get a 2000 watt Champion inverter generator that had a rating of less than 60 decibels at 20 feet for less than $400.

Anyone who knows me is aware that I research the heck out of everything and then try to find the very best possible deal possible.  I’m not cheap (I tell myself), just frugal.  Rather than drive straight up to the store and buy the thing, I decided to go on a hike and think it over one last time.  I knew that the Ice Age Trail went along the canal between the Wisconsin and Fox, but didn’t really look at the map to see where it was.  How hard could it be to find it?

Well, Callie and I walked awhile in downtown Portage near the canal and then we walked out Highway 33 and then we walked along the railroad tracks where Hwy 33 left town.  Finally, after walking several miles, we found the trailhead.


The trail looked wet, due to rain and minor flooding.


Now that I knew where it was, I decided to head back to the truck and save the actual hike of the canal segment for another day.  I was ready to buy the generator.  We were off to Tractor Supply Company.

I loaded the generator into my shopping cart, along with some required oil.  As I walked up to the cashier, I casually asked if many people were using the 20% senior discount today. “What senior discount?” the cashier asked.  Uh oh.  She got on the phone and talked to a manager.  It turns out that there is a Tractor Supply Company in Canada that uses the exact same logo.  The Canadian Tractor Supply has a 20% discount but not the American one.

I took the generator back to the shelf and took it as a sign that generators are
evil, noisy things.


Gotcha Day


Today, we are celebrating “Gotcha Day”,  the date we met our daughter Allie in China–twenty-one years ago. As best we can recall, these photos were taken in the Lake Tahoe area when she was still young enough to be carried in the backpack. 


We also celebrated Justin’s 19th birthday on Friday.  Allie was in town.  She will graduate from college in December and has a paid internship with a Fortune 500 company this summer. Justin’s plan for the summer is to continue his education at UW-Whitewater.  Julia’s dad and step-mom have moved into a nice accessible apartment near Madison.  We are starting the process to get their house ready for sale.  Allie received some nice camping equipment in the emptying out process.












Camping with Elon?

 This interesting rig was in our campground last night. The trailer appears to be a prototype from a California start-up company.