Issue 2.24 – We Need YOUR Stories!

Dear Reader, We hope you have been enjoying the Charlie & Hazel story. Each week, we release a new issue to raise awareness of real experiences, celebrations and challenges associated with seniors living. We hear from you in the comments section, by email and are even told directly how much some of the issues we…

Issue 2.23 – Millie

It was a sad day. Hazel had just got off the phone with Deanna. Deanna, choking back tears, informed them that Millie had passed away in the hospital during the night, finally succumbing to the complications from her stroke. There was nothing more anyone could have done. Hazel sat quietly on the couch, her head…

Issue 2.22 – Communication Barriers

“It’s nice to finally touch base,” Hazel said. And it was nice. She and Charlie had not spoken to their son in some time, not because he hadn’t called, but because they simply hadn’t been in their suite much these days. Though Millie’s condition was still touch-and-go, she was stable enough to have visitors even…

Issue 2.21 – Fringing

It had been weeks since Millie was first admitted to the hospital. Hazel rarely saw much of Deanna anymore. Deanna was spending nearly all waking hours at the hospital. Brief, intermittent updates were all that Hazel was able to get as Deanna raced out the door each morning. As much as she wanted to visit…

Issue 2.20 – Students and Seniors

Charlie was out for a stroll one warm August morning, when he saw a sight that had become quite familiar in the past few days. Victor, the Novaks’ grandson, was helping Sunita and Aarav carry their groceries in. He’d been staying in the Novaks’ suite, and had become friendly with everyone.“Hi there, Mr. Stewart! How…

Issue 2.19 – Accommodations

Hazel sat with an upset Deanna in Debra’s office and recounted what had just transpired in the dining room. “I don’t see why Deanna cannot stay in her mother’s room, or why the Novaks’ grandson can’t stay in their unit while they are away.” Debra sat thoughtfully for a moment. “The policy is in place…

Issue 2.18 – When Things Don’t Make Sense

It had been three days since Deanna arrived at the Manor. She had set herself up comfortably in the guest suite, picking up a few toiletries and personal items from the shop at the end of the block, and was grateful she could use the on-site laundry to clean her clothes. After all, she had…

Issue 2.17 – Home for A Rest

“Here you go dear.” Hazel handed Deanna the dark roast coffee. Deanna’s eyes were red and puffy, Hazel wondered how long Deanna had been here. The two of them sat in Millie’s corner of the hospital room munching on Hazel’s scones and sipping coffee. “Thank you Hazel. You’re right, these scones are delicious! I would…

Issue 2.16 – All Alone

“Hello Deanna,” Hazel’s voice was shaky on the phone. She wasn’t sure what to expect. “This is Hazel, I’m returning your call. How is Millie?” Deanna took a deep sigh. “I wanted to call because I know how close you and mom are at the Manor.” Hazel could hear Deanna tearing up over the phone….

Issue 2.15 – Protocol

Hazel was patiently waiting at Millie’s door. She had knocked a second time and there was still no answer. Their 9:30 am yoga class was about to start, and with one of the elevator’s currently down, Hazel was worried about arriving late. The instructor usually placed latecomers at the back of the room, and Millie’s…

Issue 2.14 – Policy Decisions

The past week and a half saw a great deal of resident bickering and negotiations over smoking policies. In just ten days, the community had hosted a total of three Resident and Family Council meetings – the first to hear residents bring up concerns over the present situation, the second to present some options and…

Issue 2.13 – No Butts About It!

Hazel was frustrated. She had been out in the courtyard all morning tending to the flower beds, only to find that they had somehow morphed into permanent homes for cigarette butts. The more she raked at the mulch to gather them, the more she seemed to dig up. There were layers and layers of discarded…