Sheri is remembering the first night that Bob and"Al" were in the nursing home.
Sheri was so emotional and did not want to leave him there. It was getting late into the evening
and she knew she would need to leave soon. She told Bob maybe they should watch a little bit of "House"
(Bob's favorite show) before she left. So Bob laid down on the single bed, that was pushed up against the wall on one side, to watch the TV.
Sheri, feeling very much like she was going to throw up (Emotions do that to her)
climbed into the single bed next to him. Feeling the need to be held and be close to her husband
she nuzzled in as close as she could as tears rolled down her cheeks, not wanting to leave him there.
Sheri was in an emotional pit, feeling all the emotions that she was sure Bob must be feeling...
About ten minutes past and "Al" finally spoke... " Could you get up, my arm is jammed up against the wall, and it makes my shoulder hurt" His emotions are broken, as well as Sheri's heart, she knows better than to expect a touch, an emotion, anything that speaks to Sheri's heart. Sheri knows it is not his fault.
Sheri hates, hates, hates, this disease.
Genesis 2:18 ESV
Then the Lord God said, “It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a helper fit for him.”
This blog is about life with my husband who was diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer's and Frontal Lobe Dementia in 2008. He was 64 at the time although now, knowing more about the disease, Alzheimer's was present many, many years ago, which is why early detection is so important. As you read the blog the character"Al" that I created in 2008 represents the way that Alzheimer's is invading our daily lives.