The Web
The Web is what we traverse while loving, interacting, protecting and jousting with our loved one with demenia, particularly when our loved one is 893% in denial of their diagnosis. The Web has smooth round oiled cables. Each one is attached to a moving surface with variable tension. While balancing with each foot on a […]
And Further…
Mom called back last night, frantic over losing the neighbor’s phone number. This neighbor is planning on stopping by today for a visit. I tried to sooth her saying the worst thing that will happen is she won’t be able to talk to Terri before Terri actually arrives. Mom called again saying she’d gone next […]
A Forgetful First
In all the years mom and dad were at their mainland home, and in the 16 months since my dad passed, my mother has always, always angled to have dinner with us each night they/she were in town. Today after the farmer’s market and the grocery, I dropped her off at her home, fixed her […]
Driving Hazards – Round Two
An Update: Mom hit a parked unoccupied (thank God) vehicle while parking her car the day after she got her driver’s license back. The claim was turned in by the insurance company of the car she hit, so there is slim detail on exactly what happened, much less how the owner of the car knew […]
Keeping it Straight
This is nothing knew, it’s just the latest batch… In the last 26 hours mom has asked: What I was doing today 3 times. What we’re doing tonight (celebrating my son-in-law’s birthday) 6-8 times. This includes where, both geographically and what restaurant. What we’re doing tomorrow 4-5 times, including with who (her cousin) what and […]
Driving Hazards
Driving hazards, they are many. I love driving. It is not lost on me that while I just spent 3 of the last 4 days driving, in order to take care of and transport the moms in my life, at least I have a hot ride. Top down, 302 horsepower purring under my toe, and […]
License
Much to my astonishment, my mother passed her driving retest. She can hardly drive forward in a straight line much less back around a corner or parallel park. As her Doc said, patients rise to the occasion. I need to go find my jaw. It’s somewhere downstairs, below the hole it made as it hit […]
A good conversation…
I called mom tonight to check in. She sounded pretty good. Aside from raising her fist yet again toward the neurologist that diagnosed her, we had an OK chat. She asked me if I had a copy of her will. I told her I had her origional will and a copy was in her mainland […]
I Sing
Another personal tidbit about me is I sing. Professionally, in situations where I earn money. That, at least, is my loose definition of professional. My last band went on hiatus about a year and a half ago as the core members, myself being one, were suddenly too busy to practise regularly. Within 2 months my […]
Pressure Valve
I, admittedly, experience frustration over my mother’s 100% denial of her diagnosis of dementia. She doesn’t remember she holds in her possession reports/opinions from three physicians, all of whom speak, at one level of another, about her dysfunction, about her ‘moderate dementia.’ Upon receiving each one, she raved about what assholes they were, about what a […]
Dementia Dance - Travels with Mom 