And she is up again.
Stated she isn’t going to have a shower today. I gave her the option of the hose outside, because she reeks.
Here is one for you–try doing taxes, with someone rearranging the forms every time your back is turned. I found forms in the freezer
And you thought the diapers were bad when they weighed 12lbs??
:eek:
Sunny, my poor aunt is dealing with her 93 year old husband, who is in the no-green-banana zone, and the fact that she has MRSA in her sinuses. If anything she has her hands more full than I do. We back each other up, but can’t do much more than that.
Holy crap. You certainly have been piled on!! Forms in the freezer cracked me up, though.
I’m sorry you’re having to deal with this - but this
has got to go in the SDMB hall of fame for one liners.
Lordy, yes. We’re all on board with that. Who do we need to talk to about that?
I hope you get the help ramped up quickly.
I will preface this by saying that fifteen months ago my wife entered a nursing home. It was time for her. I don’t want to sound crass, but maybe it’s time for your mom. Medicare and Medicaid will help.
God bless you for doing all that you can on your own, but you don’t need to do this on your own.
My mother gradually stopped eating when we placed her in the NH. She had dentures, and no matter what instructions we gave the staff and the head nurse, they were never followed. My mother’s gums shrank as a result so she couldn’t wear them. Placed on a soft diet. She hated soft food before the dementia, and oh hell, she certainly still hated it afterward. Spat it out like a toddler. The only thing she’d eat with utter delight was ice cream. We’d take her out 2-3 times a week to the local ice cream stand. It’d take her almost an hour for her to finish a small cup of chocolate. She was like a little kid, wide-eyed and smiling. I’d never seen her so blissful before in my entire life.
She also had had a cataract operation maybe 6 months to a year beforehand. It didn’t dawn on us that she was probably blinded in that eye because we couldn’t get her to understand the aftercare and wearing the plastic shield. I remember talking with her one day at the NH and that particular eye never focusing on anything.
In a way it was a godsend that my husband lost his job during the Great Recession. He set up a consulting business while looking after her at home (we’d moved in with her shortly after her diagnosis) so I could keep my job and hold our benefits. He’d bring her to some of his clients giving them the heads-up beforehand. She still fit into most of her business clothes. At this point she could still walk, talk, and hold a simple conversation. The clients loved her.
She wasn’t a wanderer. Her sundowning was a horror show. The day she forgot who I was ties with my father’s passing as the saddest day of my life. She remembered my husband until the end,no doubt because he and her brother share(d) a first name (brother was already deceased).
Vorlon, we kept my mother at home for as long as we could. Had my husband not been there, I would’ve had to have placed her sooner just so I could keep a roof over our heads. We only placed her in the NH when she had trouble walking: Our house was – is – simply not geared for a wheelchair without a lot of remodeling, which we couldn’t afford. She passed not six months after she entered.
But lord, as much as I loved her, I never, ever want to relive it nor would I ever wish it on my worst enemy.
As far as the messed up sleeping patterns, are there any nurses on board? I know with my mom when there were incidents with it my SIL who is a nurse said it was quite common, I think they call it sundowning? I could be wrong about the term, it’s been quite awhile. Anyway, I forget or I’m not sure if they have a rational reason for it, but apparently it’s a normal part of the disease.
Sundowning is when dementia symptoms get worse at the end of the day, especially when it gets dark. It can be connected to insomnia, but it’s not the same thing.
Thanks for clearing that up, I knew I had forgotten how it was related.
Today’s fashion statement: Wearing the left shoe. I suggested that this might make movement difficult, but she did not care. Would not take lefty off, would not put righty on.
Even by the incredibly low expectations I have for your mostly useless posts, this is a stupid, cruel thing to say. My dad recently died of Alzheimer’s. And while I see why you might be jealous that someone else got a horrible disease, ever other normal person on the fucking planet sees Alzheimer’s for the horror it is. And, by the way, fuck your winking face 
smiley. It doesn’t cover you for comments like that.
Holy crap, Both my in-laws died of Alzheimers. I do not need your permission, what so ever to say anything I want about my family. You can go have your little fit, and take your name calling idiocy somewhere else. You have followed me around this board for no other reason than to berate and belittle me, and I am sick of it. You don’t like me? Fine, don’t interact with me. It won’t be a big loss, I assure you. Leave me the fuck alone.
You are able to share this all with a wonderful, wry sense of humor. I hope some of that helps you get through this. I’m still struck by how much your mother sounds like a toddler. Best wishes.
I’ve interacted with you in two or three threads, tops and given that your posting rate is something like 3 times mine and you spam every thread on the board, it would be damned time consuming to “follow you around”.
Nice try to avoid responsibilty for your: LOLZERS! Alzheimer’s looks so fun that it makes me jealous!!! crack.
And since this is a serious issue, no matter how funny you find it, I’m not responding further. The Vorlon’s thread shouldn’t be derailed by you and your psycho insensitivity.
I do like your good humor about your Moms illness. Keep it and you will get through it. There is so much bad about dementia, a good humor can go a long way in sustaining you. Good vibes for good days, for you and yours.
Whatever. Bite me.
Once again, I don’t need any kind of permission from you.
Vorlon I am sorry someone had to come into your thread just to jump in my shit. It’s not fair to you. I wish I could stop that person, but alas I cannot. My apologies.
Beckdawreck,** Fenris** is not the problem here, you are. Your comment was completely out of line, even more so than your zillion other stupid non-sequiturs across the board. This will be my first and only post in this thread, show a little class by making post 38 your last too, (not much hope of that though).
Is it ‘following’ when you seem to comment on every thread in every forum?