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The day we have been dreading arrived unexpectedly.  We recognized that mom was on the downside of that horrible dementia cycle, but it still caught us by surprise and took my breath away.

Dad called around 9:30 one Sunday evening. By the tone of his voice I knew immediately that something was very wrong. “Your mom went to bed as soon as we got home from your house.  I just went to check on her and she was sitting up on my side of the bed.  When I walked in she said, ‘My husband fell in the shower.  I tried to help him up, but I couldn’t.  Can you help him?'”

Dad, being the kind soul that he is, went into the bathroom and returned a short time later to let mom know that he had gotten her husband up. She had again pulled off her colostomy so he took her to get cleaned up. As dad was helping mom back to bed she again asked about her fallen husband, “Is my husband alright? Is he hurt?” Dad responded, “No, he’s fine. He’s not hurt.”

Dad’s voice cracked as he relayed what had just happened. His heart was breaking and so was mine.

Since that night no further instances of mom not recognizing someone close to her has occurred. For that I am thankful. But I am afraid that this was a mere glimpse of what is to come and it saddens me deeply.

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