Dorothy is going through another demented memory of her past. Yes, Granny and Pappy are still dying on a daily basis. Her sister is still in the mix- now her sister has moved into the home that her and my dad lived it. This is the first time “dad” has been in the “song”. Interesting.to me- I wonder what this means. What does any of it mean? I’ve had to take a break from writing- it seems like I’m repeating myself over and over again- which I am —–because this is what I’m hearing from mom. The same old- mixed in with new verses every once in a while. Dementia Sucks! Sucks! Sucks! Sucks! Just like Cancer Sucks! Crohn’s disease Sucks! COPD Sucks! Strokes Suck! Pulmonary Disease Sucks! Diabetes Sucks! Aids Sucks! Lyme disease Sucks! Covid-19 Sucks! Sickness’s that can’t be cured SUCK! Right here right now, I am praying for all of you that are reading this – May God shine His Grace on you and Bless you and yours with perfect health. Dorothy is still just so miserable – especially at Sundowners time- actually she miserable every time I see her. If she’s not complaining about not being able to come home, or people telling her what to do or dealing with her mind games all day long. I wish I or anyone could help her. I can only assume that she is fine and busy most of the day. Still, whenever I go to visit and there is someone new (a worker bee) they come out and ask me if I’m Dorothy’s daughter- yes, is my reply (they cannot tell by looking at me because the mask hides our resemblance). And they go on to tell me how much they LOVE my mother; they say she is just so sweet and kind. So, this is a sign that she is NOT miserable all the time. (-: I still go see her, I still answer the phone, I still listen to her song and her new verses, I still reply the way I think she wants me to reply. Sometimes I get it right and sometimes I don’t- and that’s ok. I know- and I think she knows -I’m here for her in her darkest hours. Seems like once upon a time ago- I was where I was supposed to be…… nothing last forever, the best efforts don’t always pay …….life is short, even in its longest days………………… (John Mellencamp- Longest Days) If you can- just listen and agree with your demented loved one- try to figure out what they need in the moment. (-: I assure you, it isn’t easy- but I sure hope someone will be there for me when I need them. Love and Light, Cheryl Doreen |
One day at a time. You’re doing exactly what you can without losing you. Hang in there. Peace and Love.
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Yes Dementia sucks. I wish they could find a cure. You are good to listen to your mom. My mother had it also.
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Rob here. I love that songb Life is short even in its longest days.
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