My father's been getting more confused lately. He sees something on Instagram and doesn’t get the story right. Apparently a good friend of ours left his family and went to live in Boston to study at the university during this time of the virus. Oh and he told a friend his daughter and her husband were moving to Texas (he got the couple mixed up) and her father said well they didn’t tell me anything about it!! 😁 I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. I guess I shouldn’t worry too much about what people think. I’m sure they will eventually realize he has dementia. Maybe it’s just difficult to accept the diagnosis myself.
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I immediately moved back to my apartment but still check in on dad every day. I had to find a job so now I'm a part-time cashier at a grocery store - only working until noon - then still do shopping, cooking, cleaning for dad. He has Mild Cognitive Impairment but I swear he is more of a challenge for me emotionally than my mom was! I think because he has "regressed" to a "teenage" state - kind of the mentality that he "knows" everything. Of his own volition, he stopped driving then sold his car, so I don't have that worry. He fell in August 2019 and now is fearful of falling again - he didn't break any bones - but now he refuses to use his walker and uses his wheelchair most of the time. He is increasingly more forgetful - I think this is where most of my frustration comes from - mom simply got to the point where she didn't remember anything and never argued with me or insisted I say "how high" when "jump" was commanded.
Anyhoo, it is hard to watch the decline. Thankfully, I don't have to move in with dad *yet*. I, too, hope he dies in his sleep so I don't have to do that. I feel guilty that I get soooo frustrated with him - but I know that's "normal" so try not to beat myself up too much. But I'm so exhausted - working during this pandemic, taking care of dad - by the time I get home, I have no energy left to do much!
Sorry for hijacking your thread - and thanks for letting me vent. :o)
Hope he doesn't drive any more. If he mistakes the gas pedal for the brake, can be very dangerous. My friend got in an accident with a woman who thought she was applying the brake.. Oops...
The fact that I am an only child and divorced did not help. She was with me for 10 years. It has been 3 months since she passed away. She had a good live and I am glad I was there for her but I would have put her in a nursing home two years earlier. I do not like nursing homes and she had been in rehab twice and I brought her home each time. I am physically and emotionally exhausted. My advice is to get as much help as you can. Find some pleasure and peace for yourself each day.
It is a tough road.
My mom was a detailed, meticulous seamstress, down to sewing the last bead on a 1,000 bead bridal dress...now she folds tissues into perfect little squares, even irons it out with her fingers...I thought this was so strange at first before I’ve read about others that do it also with Dementia.
When people say to me your single & no kids, how hard can your life be?? I correct them quickly and say I have an 83 year child, that wakes up every 2 hours throughout the night every night and will never be potty trained, repeats things and asks why? all the time and needs to play and keep busy ALL day long. Sole caregiver here!
So many little things I pick up that are sad for me but I try not to make a big deal in front of her...if it’s not hurting her or anyone else let it go.
We were watching the Golden Girls one morning and she caught some words such as coffee, she turned to to me and said “please go make some coffee for them, they are coming over soon” I replied “sure no problem mom”...bc if I start mentioning that’s it’s only a TV show, she looks at me puzzled, white lies are now okay! I mentioned on another post, I had music on, Queen, she hears Radio Goo Radio Gaga and starts cracking up...and she was repeating it, I just had to laugh with her. She still bursts out a laugh when she farts too!
I do what I do bc she’s my heart & soul. If the roles were reversed she would have been taking care of me too. My mom has Vascular Dementia from prior Strokes.
God bless you & stay safe.
For sure. It’s an emotional roller coaster.
My family tree has longevity into the late 90s on both sides, so I always assumed I'd enjoy relating to my parents into my 70s like my parents and grandparents did. My mom is completely gone with dementia while still physically relatively healthy at age 81. Nothing left of the hero/best friend she was. My dear Dad is showing all the same symptoms, just a few years behind at 83. They live with me, so I see it 24/7.
My daughter's m-i-l (and my close friend) recently found cancer and passed within 7 months at the age of 72. As hard as that was for everyone, I pray every day that I would die of a physical ailment instead of losing my mind, forcing my children to witness this "disappearance" while having to try to keep my body alive for years.
I think the sooner you accept the easier the whole journey becomes.
One reason, as soon as you accept it is easier to say the words out loud and that lets you tell your family and friends what is happening. That takes a lot of the burden off you and in some respects your loved one that has this diagnosis. You no longer have to make excuses, once you are more relaxed your loved one becomes more at ease. Less stress, less agitation
It is hard to watch anyone decline. A parent, a spouse, a child, a friend.
You have a gift, writing, making people understand from a different perspective.
When you write a book please let us know 😊
My cousin is only 68, but, is end stage dementia, on hospice and wasting away to about 75 pounds. That is perhaps the most difficult thing I've had to witness. Six years of decline took her there.
So true. They become as helpless as very young children.