<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: The Day After Father&#8217;s Day</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day</link>
	<description>Austin, Texas novelist Ruth Pennebaker, who&#039;s old enough to call herself &#34;fabulous,&#34; writes about family, politics, marriage, friendship, feminism, aging and whatever else occurs to her.  Her latest novel, Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakthrough, was published by Berkley in January 2011.</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 01:24:28 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: Susan Johnston</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/comment-page-1#comment-4535</link>
		<dc:creator>Susan Johnston</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 14:30:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geezersisters.com/?p=1445#comment-4535</guid>
		<description>Very poignant post! My father had a degenerative neurological disorder that is a little like Alzheimer&#039;s, but he lost his ability to walk or feed himself even as his brain remained alert. It must have been demoralizing for someone who was once so active and articulate (he was a doctor who diagnosed himself long before his neurologist did) to be involuntarily drooling and slurring his words, but he never complained. He died last fall, so Father&#039;s Day was bittersweet for me, too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very poignant post! My father had a degenerative neurological disorder that is a little like Alzheimer&#8217;s, but he lost his ability to walk or feed himself even as his brain remained alert. It must have been demoralizing for someone who was once so active and articulate (he was a doctor who diagnosed himself long before his neurologist did) to be involuntarily drooling and slurring his words, but he never complained. He died last fall, so Father&#8217;s Day was bittersweet for me, too.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: ruthpennebaker</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/comment-page-1#comment-4526</link>
		<dc:creator>ruthpennebaker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 02:33:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geezersisters.com/?p=1445#comment-4526</guid>
		<description>&lt;p&gt;Thank you all.  It&#039;s just such a tough business that never seems to end.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you all.  It&#8217;s just such a tough business that never seems to end.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Duchess</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/comment-page-1#comment-4524</link>
		<dc:creator>Duchess</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 21:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geezersisters.com/?p=1445#comment-4524</guid>
		<description>I imagine not being recognized must be very hard.  And the conflict between wanting to be dutiful -- and to do what&#039;s right -- and wondering what&#039;s the point if he doesn&#039;t even know who you are, let alone the duty you owe.  But perhaps he gets some distant pleasure, and though you say you feel bad when you don&#039;t go and bad when you do, I expect the not going feeling bad is worse.  

Dementia robs people of so much that makes them human and almost all of what made them particular humans.  Everyone loves Ricky and Lucy!  But as long as you visit, at least your father is still a man with a daughter.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I imagine not being recognized must be very hard.  And the conflict between wanting to be dutiful &#8212; and to do what&#8217;s right &#8212; and wondering what&#8217;s the point if he doesn&#8217;t even know who you are, let alone the duty you owe.  But perhaps he gets some distant pleasure, and though you say you feel bad when you don&#8217;t go and bad when you do, I expect the not going feeling bad is worse.  </p>
<p>Dementia robs people of so much that makes them human and almost all of what made them particular humans.  Everyone loves Ricky and Lucy!  But as long as you visit, at least your father is still a man with a daughter.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Julie</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/comment-page-1#comment-4522</link>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 01:17:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geezersisters.com/?p=1445#comment-4522</guid>
		<description>Ruth, this is so powerful and compassionate.  It touches me deeply in many ways that are difficult to express.   You say it all.  Thank you for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ruth, this is so powerful and compassionate.  It touches me deeply in many ways that are difficult to express.   You say it all.  Thank you for sharing.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Anne Gibert</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/comment-page-1#comment-4519</link>
		<dc:creator>Anne Gibert</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 16:32:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geezersisters.com/?p=1445#comment-4519</guid>
		<description>My mother went through the same thing, except that she died before she got such advanced dementia.  She always recognized the people who came to see her, and she always begged me to take her out of the place where she was living.  That was really hard, but I couldn&#039;t manage her at home.  Dementia generates so much guilt.  To my knowledge, nobody studies how to make life more interesting for those people dying slowly with it.  The answer cannot be Lucy and Ricky.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My mother went through the same thing, except that she died before she got such advanced dementia.  She always recognized the people who came to see her, and she always begged me to take her out of the place where she was living.  That was really hard, but I couldn&#8217;t manage her at home.  Dementia generates so much guilt.  To my knowledge, nobody studies how to make life more interesting for those people dying slowly with it.  The answer cannot be Lucy and Ricky.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Craig</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/aging/the-day-after-fathers-day/comment-page-1#comment-4515</link>
		<dc:creator>Craig</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 03:39:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geezersisters.com/?p=1445#comment-4515</guid>
		<description>In these situations you lose the safety of black/white answers.We just muddle through.Thanks for sharing this Ruth</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In these situations you lose the safety of black/white answers.We just muddle through.Thanks for sharing this Ruth</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

