Living with Bob and "Al"

Sheri is noticing so many small changes recently. Bob doesn't know what side of the bed he should sleep on, which car door to get in and when Sheri redirects him, his frustration is clear. Bob was a very organized detailed man everything had to make sense and he always had a plan. "Al" is unsure of the world around him and does not have the ability to use judgment and reasoning to get through the day. Sheri needs to adjust the plan again, she just needs to figure out the "plan" first.

Living with Bob and "Al"

On the way home from "work" yesterday, (Code for Adult Day Center) Bob was staring out at the road again, and out of nowhere the old issue pops up, and with obvious anger in his voice Bob says "they won't let ME drive." Sheri ignores the remark trying to think of what to say to redirect. "Al" turns to Sheri pointing out the window at the lines on the road and says, " boy, they sure have a lot of curving yellow lines on the road, I wonder what that is all about?"  :)

Living with Bob and "Al"

Sheri had to take Bob to another doctor yesterday. His back was much worse than normal. On the way into the doctors Bob apparently dropped one of his gloves. Sheri found the glove on the ground when they came back out to get into the car.The glove had landed in a melted snow puddle and was soaking wet. She laid it on the dashboard for the ride home but then"Al" took the glove off of the dashboard and was inspecting it carefully. The next thing she knows, while they are driving, "Al" is pulling open the door handle of the car, Sheri yells "don't pull on that it will open the car door!" "Al" with confusion and frustration on his face replies " I was just lifting this lever up enough so I could hang my glove on it to dry..."
Sheri hates this disease.