Since Bob's passing in late May, Sheri has found herself sitting in her apartment starring at.. well nothing. She doesn't know what she suppose to do with her so called free time. It is like her brain still thinks the boys need her. She cant start projects because her brain still thinks the phone might ring. She can't participate in group commitments, she thinks she wants to but then she she just can't. She is not looking for sympathy, or advice, she knows this is just part of the grief process. She just wants others to know they are not alone, if they have been, or are where she is.
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 dementia . cognitive impairment. memory loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dementia . cognitive impairment. memory loss. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Living with Bob and "Al"
The beginning of the end Chapter 16
After assuring the aid that she did the right thing, She explained that she had a meeting with hospice in the morning. The aid was teary eyed, and Sheri settled in to chair in 'the boy's" room , to wait out the rest of the night/morning until hospice would arrive. The aid went on about her routine, it was not long after the aid left the room that the tears in the aides eyes started running down Sheri's cheeks.
After assuring the aid that she did the right thing, She explained that she had a meeting with hospice in the morning. The aid was teary eyed, and Sheri settled in to chair in 'the boy's" room , to wait out the rest of the night/morning until hospice would arrive. The aid went on about her routine, it was not long after the aid left the room that the tears in the aides eyes started running down Sheri's cheeks.
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri can not figure out how to really touch her grief without needing to lock herself in her room for months at time. To many worlds that need to be compartmentalized.
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri has learned over the many years she has been doing this, to compartmentalize her life. It is the only way she has been able to function. She still needs to work to provide for herself, she needs to tend to "the boys"the best she can. She must admit however, the walls dividing the compartments are starting to crumble, there is a haze in her head that she is having trouble seeing through. She knows there is a bridge to the other side, but she feels quite blinded by the fog right now. Thank you for all the prayers, they are keeping her afloat.
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri was back with "the boys" for Bob's doctor visit. She decided to bring Sir Cooper with her. While they were waiting for the doctor to arrive Bob was holding Sir Cooper on his lap. "Al" began picking at Sir Coopers fur, when Sheri asked him what he was doing, "Al" replied I am trying to wipe these white spots off."
Oy vey. :)
Oy vey. :)
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Sheri is trying to handle another sensitive issue at the care center. It is so confusing trying to figure out who handles what. We seem to be playing well I don't handle that ....that would be "fill in name".
Being an advocate has its own set of challenges.
Being an advocate has its own set of challenges.
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
Okay Sheri, snap out of this funk... there are places to go, people to see , things to do.
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can :)
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can :)
Monday, April 17, 2017
Living with Bob and "Al"
It was wonderful for Sheri to have Daughter Number One and Daughter Number Two together with Bob and "Al" on Easter. They brought him new crayons in an Easter Basket and "the boys" were thrilled. They sang together and enjoyed the sun shine. God is good.
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