February 15, 2010

#3

Today my mom seemed confused and quiet. We spent most of the morning in the kitchen while I settled some household bills.

The girls were in the living room, but my mom chose to stay close by me. My grandson Little man J decided to spend time with great-grams and myself. He talked to her in jibber-ish baby talk, she didn't seem to mind. In fact she laughed; it's good to see her laugh.

I had to take my 12 year old dog to the vet; she's not doing well. Took mom with me. There I was with the dog's leash in one hand and holding my mom's arm in the other hand; what a site. People are interestingly enough very sweet when they see me helping my elderly mom. I wonder if people would still be as nice if she weren't with me.

Had to go take care of business, left girls to watch grams; this seemed to upset her. I just reassured her I would return. Ended up waiting almost 2 hours for the appointment. She would have tired.

She was still up waiting for me this evening upon my return; she looks so lost at times. I feel so sad; I don't know whether to pray for God to take her home to those she misses terribly or have her continue to live on lonely, without my dad.

February 14, 2010

#2

Took my mom to a Japanese restaurant for Tappen-yaki; it's where japanese chefs cook literally right in front of you (for those of you who are unfamiliar with this form of dining). When the young chef lit up the stove, literally with flames, my poor 90ish mom practically jumped from her chair; I did forewarn her. The element of surprise was almost too much; I hadn't seen her move that fast in years.

All in all my mom really enjoyed the experience; it was something totally new for her.

It was a good day and that made me happy.

February 13, 2010

To begin, where do I begin. I should have started this blog last year when mom came to live with me. This will be my escape from my insanity, guilt and love for my mom who has dementia.

I should say that this blog is not meant to answer other's problems, I just hope my thoughts, feelings and emotions will help others who are caring for their loved ones, will know and realize that what they are experiencing is not isolated.

So, tomorrow I will begin from the beginning when mom came to live with me and my family. This is my journey into the summer of my life and the winter of my mom's life.

Mannygirl

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