Sheri hates this disease, each change, each loss, she HATES it. When she went to see "the boys" this weekend "they" were sitting on a couch with one shoe and sock on, and one shoe and sock off. The shoe that was on.. was on the wrong foot. Apparently, much like his glasses that he can no longer wear ("Al breaks them in a matter of a day or two) "Al" will no longer leave Bob's shoes and socks on and removes them repeatedly with in minutes. :(
Sheri needs to Pause, Praise and Pray.
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.
There is an archive tab further down the page that starts from the beginning of our journey.
Showing posts with label cognative impairment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cognative impairment. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Monday, June 19, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri took some much needed camera time this weekend. God's glory and peace was everywhere.
God is good.
God is good.
Saturday, April 29, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri felt very alone last night. As she was laying there the realization that since February 2nd when she placed Bob and "Al" in long term care, she has been struggling with the change in responsibility in caring for Bob and "Al", which she knew would happen. However the last nine years of caring for "Al" did not really give her time to grieve the loss of Bob. Now, moments of memories before "Al" are flashing before her eyes randomly causing these mysterious water droplets to fall from her eyes.
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri has been tempted to take Bob out of the faculty for a visit to the arboretum on the weekend. His doctor has advised against it since "Al" was opening the car door while Sheri was driving :(
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri thinks someone has been hanging around the cat too long... or "Al" is right and Cooper is cat :)
Friday, March 3, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Well, it sounds like Bob and "Al" may have a little competition for the best male voice at his new "work". There is a new guy in town, who also sang in a choir, so the challenge is on. :)
Thursday, February 9, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri realized that she has not shared much about the day she placed Bob and "Al", she really has not been able to before now. But as usual, she went in with a plan. She sent "the boys" off to "work" (code for Adult Day Center) and then Sheri and girls got the room set up the morning of placement. While the girls were doing the finishing touches on the room she went to the Day Center and picked up "the boys". She was sick to her stomach the entire time. She did not say anything ahead of time, "Al" would not have understood anyway. When they walked into the faculty Sheri started making complimentary statements about how beautiful the place was and and admiring the pictures on the walls, the boys agreed with everything she said. When they got through the secured doors on the level where his room was, Sheri stated matter -a- fact-ly but with a big smile on her face that "this was where their new apartment was", showed him the room and said that "her room was right down the hall". She took him on a tour of their new "living room"( common area) commenting on how large and spacious it all was, "Al nodded and smiled in agreement. All the while Sheri thought that at any moment she would burst into tears, and throw up, but held back by operating on auto pilot. The girls chatted with their Dad and left in the afternoon much like they would have at Sheri's real apartment. Sheri stayed through the afternoon and evening and colored with "Al" and eventually put him to bed in his new apartment. Bob and "Al" were safe. Then Sheri went home...and wept.
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