Dorothy’s Dementia

Dorothy called today she started out with “I think you children over react on my condition.  I’m a normal 82-year-old person.  Paul makes me feel stupid, he doesn’t understand that there is nothing wrong with me.

He put me up in this two-room building -I guess it’s an assisted living of some type.  And don’t tell me I told him it was time for me to go into a place like this, I don’t remember saying that.  I don’t believe I ever did that.  My knowledge of it is –I woke up and had no idea where I was. But, anyway, I don’t feel comfortable here I don’t like it here and I want to go home to my house .I worked and paid for it.  It should be able to live in it until I’m able to decide that I will need to be here. I am hoping that Paul will come to his senses but- I won’t talk to him It will be a long time before I speak to him again. I’m so disappointed and hurt by the way that he’s treated me that I don’t …..I can’t get over it.  I’m trying hard but um it’s difficult.  So—- but—- that’s my house and I worked and paid for it and it can take care of it and I want to be there.  And…. but I don’t’ want anything to do with Paul I don’t think I’ll ever want any interaction with Paul again, he doesn’t have to worry about talking to me. I want to be back in my house”.- (again all this without a breath)  

Ok mom- I’ll see what I can do.

Great! I’m hoping that you can make him understand because I don’t want to make a big issue.  

You tell him he doesn’t have to worry about talking to me or do anything for me.  I don’t want to do that in this point in my life. I’m still perfectly capable of taking care of myself.  I’m not happy here I hope you will be able to handle it for me.

You call me when you get it all straightened out.  I probably won’t call you again.  I’ll wait for you to call me.

I’ll talk to you later.

I love you.

Bye.

Ten minutes later she calls back.  Same story.

Sigh!

Peace & Love,

Cheryl Doreen

One thought on “Dorothy’s Dementia

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s