The Story So Far

  • I'm a writer, photographer, consultant. Age 51. My father was a reporter and editor. Then he became something other than that. He died February 8, 2010 at 87. He was widowed in 2003. His decline started a little earlier. His sister died of Alzheimer's.

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Amy

Your blog has been a big source of comfort for me during my mom's disease progression. She moved to a nursing home in September. On the day before Thanksgiving we had an oh so delightful meeting with her physician where we got to re-discuss DNR's, DNI's, feeding tubes, antibiotics and all sorts of other unpleasant things like life expectancy. I really want to think you for putting your thoughts here. It made some of those decisions so much easier to voice. Peace.

julie

Ahh, good to see an update. I also quit writing for a while after moving my husband into assisted living two hours drive away. I'm now updating again as people also were inquiring about what is going on in this new situation. I didn't realize it would impact so many people to allow them into our world via a blog......a new responsibility it would seem. Thanks for writing.

crella

A very interesting dream. I can practically feel your frustration upon waking, what timing!Damn! ;-D My Goodness...MIL has a similar personality, those little remarks that cut you to the bone, the uneven temperament that leaves you always a little off balance...forgive me if I've read too much into it,but those feelings seem so familiar. MIL is in early 6 now, I think, but she can still pull the rug out from under me once in a while. You have to laugh. I'll miss her when she's no longer with us, but I do wonder if I too, can get out from under the guilt one day...

Debijaynes

I should have looked for something like this long before now. My father is 82 and has stage 6 dementia and is in a wonderful skilled nursing facility. Mom is at the same campus in independent living and is relatively healthy except for some lapses into confusion, which the neurologist says is normal. She is convinced that he: has control over his thoughts: his thoughts are normal: and he will get better. My husband is a true rock and I could not do this without him.
As an only child that they did not want to trouble with things, I have inherited the tasks of their daily finances and lifestyle. Just 1 day with Dad would have been wonderful.It's a constantly turning trail of discovery. MOm says I am so critical of her-- yet I get upset when she gets upset with Dad 'cause he won't "speak clearly".
There's so much more, but I'm preaching to the choir.

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