I went to see Connie and ended up waiting tables. THEY SEEM TO be having staffing issues at the memory care center. There is a core staff but the faces Continue Reading →
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Dementia is a strange malady. It destroys, but then it hands out a gift DEMENTIA IS AN unpredictable malady. No one really knows what is firing and what is not in Continue Reading →
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Things Have Changed…. OUR ROUTINE HAS changed. Once upon a time, when I left Connie’s memory care unit each night, I’d hug her, tell her I loved her and leave. Now, Continue Reading →
A Vignette
The road narrows, the woods close in on our journey towards the end of dementia and the mileposts come more quickly…. WE WERE TALKING one night, Connie and I. She was Continue Reading →
A Vignette
I am back in the role of care-giver, if only for a few minutes every night, and it’s not a burden. Not at all. It’s a mix of love, appreciation Continue Reading →
A Vignette
It may not be nice to trick a loved one with dementia, but sometimes you just have to…. IT MAY NOT be nice to play tricks on someone with dementia, but Continue Reading →
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Before sleep, an answerable question and things gone lost…. IT WAS BEDTIME. The meds were taken, teeth brushed, covers pulled up around Connie’s neck. I held her, kissed her cheek, stroked Continue Reading →
The Wanderer has come to Connie’s memory care unit and it has changed things
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Safety is a fleeting thing and we don’t feel quite as safe as we did, but at the same time the cause of our feelings is a victim of the Continue Reading →
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For a while, on Christmas Eve, the stranger who sometimes moves into Connie’s mind these went away and she came back…. THERE IS A stranger who creeps into Connie these days. We Continue Reading →
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It’s a first Christmas alone and the apartment doesn’t have any Christmas trimmings, but it’s not sad, just different…. THIS IS NOT a sad tale, though it may sound like it. Continue Reading →