Day 26: Portrait of a hero

My grandpa, who just returned from the hospital yesterday with another bout of pneumonia, has always been a fighter. He was once a brave, handsome young man who fought in the war. He could build anything or fix anything. He taught me to fish, use a circular saw, ride a go-cart, shoot a gun, work hard. He proved that he could do anything, survive anything. He is still fighting and surviving, but this is one battle we heartbreakingly know he will eventually lose. For now, I’m trying to appreciate every minute I have with him, even if he may not remember me anymore. Because I’ll always remember you, Grandpa.


1/30 sec., F4.0, ISO 800
18-55mm lens (18 mm), no flash

Day 1: New Beginnings

This year I plan to do the 365 day photography project by taking at least one good photo each day (and attempting to post them on my blog daily, or at least almost daily). I celebrated New Year’s Eve with some of my closest friends, and I think this photo represents new beginnings for the new year just perfectly. Here is Mommy, Daddy, and baby “Blueberry,” due in April. I can’t wait to take more photos of the family!

Mommy, Daddy, baby Blueberry maternity photo
Mommy, Daddy, and baby Blueberry

Photo Essay of Vernon

As a continuation of my grandfather’s photo essay, here are just a few more from the holidays.



My husband and I visited Grandpa to give him a small gift – a wedding photo of us.



He took his time and opened it very carefully.



He studied it …



And he finally gave us a little smile.

Although his Alzheimer’s prevents him from talking much, it’s obvious that things like this brighten his day. He didn’t want to let go of the photo when we left, so we let him keep a hold of it instead of hanging it on the wall.

Photo Essay of Vernon

Below is a collection of photos I’ve taken of my grandpa Vernon over the last year and half. I’ve been doing an ongoing photo essay of his life in the nursing home.


When Grandpa was first put in the nursing home and could get around better, he loved to push the snack cart.


Grandma comforting Grandpa, Fall 2007. When he first went into the nursing home, he was very emotional, which could have been caused by Alzheimer’s.


Grandpa and his great-grandson, Jacob, near Christmastime. They were both in awe of the snow globe, which is a good example of the progression of life. People start out as babies, grow into adults, and often regress back to where they started.


Grandpa with his granddaughter, Cyndie, and his great-grandson, Isaac. He doesn’t get to see family much in the nursing home, so he was emotional when he got to see his great-grandchildren.


In February 2008, Grandpa was found very sick in the nursing home and sent to the hospital. They said he had pneumonia caused by late stage Alzheimer’s, and they didn’t feed him for almost a week, fearing he wouldn’t be able to swallow properly. We were told he wasn’t going to make it, so my sister brought my nephew to say good-bye. Miraculously, he began eating (pureed food) and recovered.


Grandpa’s arm looking skinny after not eating for several days.

 


In June 2008, Grandma fell and broke her hip. She spent a week in the hospital having surgery, two weeks in a rehab facility, and over a month doing in-home therapy. Luckily she recovered, but during the whole time, she couldn’t visit Grandpa. Finally in August 2008, her and Grandpa reunited. They were both emotional, particularly Grandpa.


Grandpa and Grandma very happy to see each other after two months apart, although Grandpa still has the usual sad look in his eyes.