Dad was restless and unable to sleep so was up watching tv in the living room when the phone rang at two in the morning. “Mr. L, this is Lifeline. Your wife needs some assistance. She said you were asleep in the other room with the twins.” Twins?? What twins? As far as I know we don’t have any twins in our entire family.
Dad rushed to the back of the house where he found mom. Her colostomy had a “blow out” as dad calls it and mom was in the bathroom patiently awaiting dad’s help. “Are the twins still sleeping?” Mom asked. Hesitating briefly dad responded, “Yes they are.”
Dad has grown so much on this journey through dementia with mom. It certainly has not been easy for him. It hasn’t been easy for any of us. Acceptance has been the hardest part. I think dad has finally accepted that there will be twins, there will be Martians on the roof and there will be dogs named Princess, even if they only exist in mom’s mind. He has learned many things, but the most important thing he is learning is patience.
And the most important lesson I am learning is that love and patience will get you through anything.
I love you mom and dad. You are my inspiration.