It’s been a tough last three days with mom. I was gone for a week and I didn’t take her calls- I was off the grid. I must say it was nice not to have to listen to her sing. I know – itIt a terrible thing to say- but it’s the truth.
I picked her up on Friday for our Friday outing and we spent 5 1/2 hours together. We had a wonderful visit. We did the usual- junkie stores, lunch, went for a drive, more junky stores, we even hit TJ Maxx. She was very “on”- only a few times did she start singing her song – and when she did I told her that we were out having a good time and to focus on that. So she did.
Saturday- Paul got her and took her out for a drive and lunch- like he normally does. She was ready to go back to her place as soon as she ate- I’m assuming I wore her out and two days in a row is getting to be too much. But I was wrong- she called me today Sunday and asked if anyone was going to come and visit her- because no-one had been there is she didn’t know how long. I took a deep breath and told her that I would be over to get her in 10 minutes. I brought her back to my house – which used to be her house and put her to work sweeping the back deck. She either had a cane or a broom in her hand the entire time she was with me- 3 1/2 hours. Paul came over and he helped me do some stuff that required two people to do- and mom told us the best way to do it.
At one point she wanted to go for a walk- so we walked out the back deck arm in arm and down the hill ( where she fell about 15 years ago and broke her ankle) and around the complex. Paul came and she walked back in the house again and up the stairs with his assistance. When she went back to the back porch she said- ” I think I’ll go for a walk”. I informed her that we just came back from a walk and she looked at me like I had two heads and told me she did not.
Dementia sucks!
After a bit of a testy conversation she won and we went for another walk- just breathe.
She will be worn out tomorrow from all the physical activity and she should sleep like a princess tonight.
I get her because I can- I know that one day she will only be in spirit and I need to spend as much time as I can (take) with her. I admit- somedays are better than others.
Love & Light,
Cheryl Doreen
Dorothy's Dementia 