Me and 911....we go waaay back. I have a love - hate relationship with 911, as I'm sure others do too. I hate the 911 call as it is a very stressful time. It means I've already escalated through all the home "remedies" that have helped Mom's condition-of-the-moment before (usually related to chest pain) and… Continue reading Me and 911
For the last couple weeks Dad calls out and asks "who is that little girl in the hallway?". Well, we live in a single family home, so there is no little girl. I know it's the Azheimer's talking. 😦 The first time this happened, I chalked it up to he must have been having a… Continue reading Who’s That Little Girl?
I don't remember how I stumbled across it, but a couple months ago I found the CareGiving.com website. It has a LOT of wonderful blog articles and resources no matter what your situation is. While I was checking out the website, they were announcing an incredible event! This November, they are hosting the 4th annual… Continue reading I Won!
So, I've been at this 24-hour caregiving thing now for 4 years. I just dove right in, not having been helping with caring for my parents as I was living over 4,000 miles away. I didn't really think about what I was going to be giving up, just basically what I was going to be… Continue reading Coming To Terms With..
I don't know how many years ago Dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease (I was living out of state and travelling out of the country). But I do remember there was a time that he was displaying very aggressive, angry behavior toward my Mom. I would be talking with her on the phone and I… Continue reading Dad & Dementia Meds
Today is Dad's 93rd birthday. Indeed a blessing!! Yesterday, I asked him if he knew what tomorrow was. I mentioned the date to see if that would be recognizable. He thought about it for a minute, but it didn't come to him. Then I told him it was his birthday and he remarked, "Oh, is… Continue reading Blessing Day
Because of Mom's post polio syndrome (PPS), she has lost a lot of muscle strength. Her legs no longer allow her to stand on her own, for more than 20-30 seconds. Her COPD is exacerbated because her diaphragm muscle is very weak and no longer contributes to optimal breathing capability. She is unable to pull… Continue reading Showering Mom
Growing up, I learned quite quickly, that lying to Dad was definitely not a good idea. He either had that special version of parental ESP or heightened Spidey Senses, that always resulted in him finding out the truth..... pretty darn quick. Or I just sucked at lying. Actually, it was likely a little bit of… Continue reading Little White Lies