Two posts for one today. I just wanted to add this post before the end of the year. This is a time I have set aside to celebrate the birth of Christ and the upcoming anniversary with my husband. My mind is racing with what the future holds.
We were so young when we began this journey of life together. Reflecting over the years we realize there have been too many times we put things off until later. At our age, later is here. Leading a caregiver support group means hearing a lot of stories that ring true for us. Too many of my caregivers talk about the plans for their retirement years that unraveled due to Alzheimer’s invading their life.
We are choosing to do a few of the things we enjoy that we can afford to do.
slow down and enjoy sunsets
sit by the firepit and watch meteor showers
fish on a pretty day
garden
tend our sheep
visit with our friends
take a drive in the country
volunteer
eat when hungry….sleep when tired
You get the idea. We have a lower income now so we are learning to be content with what we have. All of us look ahead and face a question. How long do we have? Make the most of your time.
Caregivers have an uncertain future with their spouse. My dad learned to put my mom’s makeup on. Another man I know bought his wife who was in the late stage of Alzheimer’s a doll. Every night he tucked the “baby” in after she kissed him goodnight. Your love for each other will not die. You just learn to express it in a different way.
Sometimes the unexpected changes hold hidden blessings. Look for your blessings.
I am sitting here by my Christmas tree thinking about family that has gone ahead of me to heaven or those who live miles away. The ornaments hold stories. The first Christmas with each of my children and the ones made by my children and grandchildren have their own section. It is in the back corner of the tree where only my hubby and I know they hang there reminding us of them. There are spun glass hearts and angels that once hung on my mom and aunts trees. Glass humingbirds remind me of my in laws and their love of hummingbirds. There is a long nail spike to remind us of the price Jesus paid for us.
A smaller tree is in the den. It has Alabama football ornaments from a tree we gave my dad in his assisted living facility. We had put it up the first game of the season and grandchilren sent ornaments. We added one after each win. The staff came to talk to him and tease him if they were fans of another team. I can see his smile now as I recall how happy this made him.
On my porch there are wood block pieces from a nativity set my children made when they were young. I only have a few blocks left, but I display them.
Deciding on which cookies to make always reminds me of the ones our grandparents and parents made. Mom made hello dollies. Granny made sand cookies. Ma made an incredible pound cake.
All senses are engaged during Christmas. Seeing and touching decorations can cause your mind to zero in on your missing family members. Hearing a certain Christmas song may bring tears to your eyes. Smells such as cinnamon can transport you to a kitchen from your past. You can almost taste gingerbread without taking a bite.
Grief can hit you with gale force winds at the most unexpected times. I was sorting, discarding and packing up items in my parent’s home. It was going well and I was excited to be making great progress. I picked up a bowl full of potpourri and noticed how dusty it was. I turned to pour it into a nearby trash container.
The aroma of my mom’s favorite scent overwhelmed me. A tear formed and I dropped down on my knees sobbing. My husband found me and rushed in to see if I was alright. Sobbing uncontrollably is very rare for me. I had not allowed myself to truly grieve the loss of mom because my dad had needed me to be strong. It was as if a dam broke when that familiar smell filled the room.
Allowing myself to grieve was healing in many ways. When the tears ceased I was able to thank God for giving me parents that were amazing. Our shared love did not end when I lost them. It gave me an uncredible foundation to keep building my life on.
Three years ago my mother-in-law passed away on December 22. We were exhausted from a hospital stay and move to a nursing home. Calling family, making funeral arrangements, and sleeping consumed our next couple of days. Christmas came and went with neither of us remembering what we did on Christmas Day.
This year we have decided to face the triggers of grief by remembering the good things and keeping our focus on the present. We have decorated, baked cookies and shared meals with friends. Our plans for Christmas morning are quite different this year. We have plans to visit residents at a local assisted living facility. After reading the Christmas story we will sing a few carols and move on to fun songs. Boxes of red reindeer noses, jingle bell necklaces and soft plush snowballs will add to the joy. These activites will be adjusted to keep it a controlled fun to avoid over stimulation!
We made a choice to share hugs and love with those who may need it the most. Wishing you a Christmas filled with love and comfort when grief is triggered.
Word for the Day
Luke 2:9-11
An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord.
Song for the Day
Prayer for Today
Dear Heavenly Father
I am so thankful for your healing power over my broken heart. This Christmas season I know memories will flood my mind and grief may be triggered. I trust you to help me live in the moment celebrating the birth of Jesus. Let your joy fill the tender holes in my heart when grief does rise up. I am trusting you through all seasons.
Caregiving comes with tears. Before you drown in those tears, take a few minutes to reflect on the times you had to laugh.
Have you ever received a phone call from a parent telling you that their phone is not working?
Dad “I just called to tell you my phone isn’t working”
Me “Whose phone are you using now?”
Dad “Mine.”
A caregiver called one day to tell me my mom was having a yard sale. I asked how she knew this and was informed that mom had been throwing things into a closet all week for the sale. I asked about which closet and realized it was not a closet. It was a rear staircase that led to their garage. When I checked it, the entire staircase was full!
A friend left a large cup in her car with her dad. Later that day when she retrieved the cup, it was full of urine. Her dad had used it while she ran into a business. When asked about it, he informed her that a strange man hopped into the car, used her cup and left.
Another caregiver I know left his wife in the kitchen. When he returned he entered an “I Love Lucy” episode. She had poured liquid detergent into the dishwasher and turned it own. Bubbles were everywhere.
Some dementia patients have a lingered guilty conscience they have to clear. An 86 year old woman pulled me aside one day and insisted she had something she had to tell me. She led me to a corner and lowered her voice. She once again insisted I had to hear this. I calmly told her she could tell me. She leaned in and lowered her voice. I then listened as she informed me that she had a thing going on with my husband. It was very difficult to control my laughter as I thanked her for telling me. I approached the facility director with this information. She laughed and said the woman had a thing with her husband and most of the employees’s husbands.
Sometimes you can’t truly laugh until later, but you will have things to amuse you on this journey.
Humor is a gift. God gave us emotions and reassured us that they will change…
a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,
I wept. I laughed. I mourned and am still learning to dance.
A new rhythm is emerging as I assist others on their journey of caregiving. I still weep when they weep. I still laugh when they are able to laugh. I wrap my arms around them when they mourn. I am now able to walk away and focus on looking forward and making memories in the moment during our retirement years. Maybe the days on our farm playing with dogs and tending sheep will bring joyful dancing.
Just remember the emotional ups and downs are temporary. Don’t hold back the emotions. They may explode at the wrong time and place if you don’t release them when you can. Step away when angry for a few moments to regroup. Laugh privately at the funny moments and with a person when they see the humor too. Never make them feel as if you are laughing at them.
Just this morning a friend who is a caregiver sent me a funny text that had brightened her day. I was thankful that she is taking time to do this for herself.
Go ahead and smile as you read the quotes below.
“My job has made me a pro at finding things I didn’t lose.”
“Leftovers? I prefer to call them ‘meal prep for the next week’.”
“I argued with Mom for a half-hour to wear matching socks only to discover I went shopping with my shirt inside out.“
All of you could add your own moments of humor. Go ahead and comment me with yours so I can laugh with you.
Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.”
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
I am so thankful that you understand the many emotions that I am experiencing as a caregiver. Sometimes I struggle with these emotions but I know you stablize me and encourage me through all of them. Help me to find my joy in you.
Enjoyment can be defined asthe process of taking pleasure. I have pondered this a bit while being a young mother, a wife, a caregiver and then an older person who is no longer needed as a caregiver. During the stages of life, I have taken pleasure in many things. The circumstances around me have forced me to find new ways to find enjoyment.
If you are in a season of caregiving, you may have days you longed for something to enjoy. Maybe you have had to give up golf, tennis, travel or other activities. This is when you have to find new things to do together that both of you enjoy. Perhaps watching videos about travel is something you can enjoy. We do this because our budget as retirees limits us on travel plans. We have learned to enjoy and explore local places. Take a drive this fall and enjoy the color and cooler air. An apple orchard is always great for an apple cider. If you and the one you care for are mobile, rake leaves. Make sure to snap pics to record your memories.
My mom loved working crossword puzzles. We went to simpler puzzles with larger pieces when she could no longer work her old ones. Sitting there was not enjoyable at first. Seeing how content she was made just being with her enjoyable. When volunteering at a memory care unit, I found just watching the beautiful faces light up when we played games made it very enjoyable for me. It reminded me of watching a child learn to read. The sparkle in their eyes warms your heart.
You will make sacrifices during the entire time you are a caregiver. Keep looking and you will find ways to find joy in new things. After my mom passed away, my dad was lonely. He had given up a lot and was showing signs of cognitive decline. He found great enjoyment watching Alabama Girl’s softball and Alabama football. To be with dad, I would drive over and settle in to watch softball games and tournaments. Eventually, I got interested in the games as well.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Some days were extremely difficult as a caregiver and losing my parents. My husband and I did what we could for our parents. There is a scripture that I believe is true for my life.
“Honor your father and mother”—which is the first commandment with a promise— “so that it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on the earth.” Ephesians 6:2-4
We are now in a new season as some of you are. You honored the ones in your life who needed you. Now it is time to rediscover things on this earth that you can enjoy.
I am enjoying the farm life. We just added sheep and these beautiful livestock guardian dogs to our animals. We now schedule our days around feeding animals, gathering eggs, and grinding wheat to bake bread. It is quite a change from living in a metro area for over twenty years.
It is a wonderful change. As a child I longed to live in a subdivision like my friends did. Now,I am very content with the sounds of nature such as waking up to the rooster crowing and birds singing, growing our own food, and breathing in fresh air. It has plenty of adventure as well. In the last week I have been shocked by a hot wired fence, searched for a lost ewe who fell into a hole and herded sheep to a new area of the pasture. I had joked that as youth pastors we had herded teens. Sheep had to be easier… not true!
I share today to reassure you that new sources of joy can be found.
Helpful hint for October:
Halloween can be very nerve wracking for someone with dementia. Do not make the mistake of thinking someone loves children so they will love Halloween. The disturbance of the constant doorbell ringing will be startling. Seeing masked and costumed people can be frightening. Try to make plans for a quiet and sheltered evening.
I once advised a woman that taking her mother to a party at Chuck E Cheese for her great grandchildren was not a good idea. She ignored me and did it anyway. Her mother was frantic when they returned her to her assisted living facility. She even tried to jump out of a moving car. The poor woman was way too over stimulated and terrified by the characters and noise. Please realize that a person with dementia cannot process loud and active situations like you do.
You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
I thank you that you can give me contentment in whatever situation I find myself in. Sometimes it is a struggle as you know. I want to find my joy in you and trust you to open my eyes to the things you have given me to enjoy. Forgive me when I long for things I have had to sacrifice to be a caregiver.
I will praise you because the joy of the Lord is my strength.
Today I read a prompt to write about what life without a computer would be like. Immediately, I thought about what life would be like without a fully functioning brain. If I had no computer, I could find a work around. As a child I researched by reading real books. I wrote with pen and paper. Truly, being without a computer would simply be a huge inconvenience.
Trying to live my life with a diminished or diseased brain is extremely frightening. Just imagine losing your ability to control your own life day by day, then year by year. The lose of dignity and independence would feel as if you were in a small room with the walls and ceiling closing in on you. Eventually, you would be lying in a bed breathing shallowly as you waited for your last breath.
I watched my mom do just this. She lived a full life before Alzheimer’s disease began to steal her abilities to continue to be a loving person dedicated to her family. A loving family, successful career, beautiful home and amazing marriage had been dreams fulfilled. If a painting by a master artist could have portrayed her life it would have been a treasured masterpiece. No one would have allowed it to be hung where the sun could cause it to fade away.
Then this horrific disease, Alzheimer’s, caused her memories to fade We were left straining to hold on to all we could about her laugh, her smirk of a smile, her little love pats she gave the grandchildren and even her fear of mice. Many days I long to just hear her voice.
I know that she loved God and that he was her comfort in her final years. Hymns playing in her room brought peace. When we prayed, she would squeeze my hand. Even though she didn’t recognize me as her daughter, she knew we belonged together.
Perhaps every child of a parent with Alzheimer’s disease has a little nagging thought of getting this disease. I know that I do. Just last night I was in a booth with other volunteers for our city’s First Friday event. We were distributing pamplets about Alzheimer’s and related dementias. We were letting people know about our upcoming symposium for caregivers. Each of our group is experienced personally and professionaly with the burden caregivers carry.
We had a few people stop and talk. We had many slow down, look over our materials and quickly turn away. We watched as spouses walked past guiding their husband or wife through the crowd. At the end of the evening, all of us knew that many who had passed our booth are already showing signs of cognitive decline. This made me even more aware of how prevalent it is.
That nagging fear of knowing that could be me sometime tried to surface. I refuse to live my life controlled by this fear. I want to live a full life engaging with friends and family as often as I can.
I choose to exercise my body and mind while making healthy food choices. I choose to trust God with my future. The following scripture is my verse I choose to stand in faith on.
I will be your God throughout your lifetime— until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you.
My soul will be saved when my body fades whether that is mentally or physically. None of us live forever on this earth. When we face trouble and suffering, we often complain that life is not fair. Only God sees the complete picture. We have to trust that his plan is for our best.
Word for Today
For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:7
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
You amaze me when I watch you order my steps and give me peace of mind when those steps are challenging. I trust in you when fear tries to come in. I know that you have an army of angels that surround me. The trials here do not compare to the glory I will see one day when I stand at your feet and you open my eyes to your plan. Give me strength and hope as I trust in you.
Alzheimer’s disease has many early signs such as memory issues. The mental cognition has a slow decline over time. Lewy Body is not so predictable. I experienced this first hand. My mother had Alzheimer’s disease. We thought that my mother-in-law had vascular dementia and no one tested for Lewy Body disease. As I educate myself about LBD, I tend to lean heavily to the thought that she had it.
Lewy Body Disease (LBD) is a progressive briain disorder. Alpha-synuclein is a protein found in the brain. When these clump together it is known as Lewy bodies. Cells normal function is interrupted resulting in cognitive decline, hallucinations, delusions, sleep disturbances and motor issues.
I saw signs of cognitive issues but they were vastly different than Alzheimer’s. Her memory was pretty much intact. She would appear perfectly normal one day and confused the next. Her essential tremors ramped up. Most of the families members did not see symptoms in the early stage.
She would insist that someone had told her they would take her shopping and be upset when they did not show up. She would attempt to bake a cake and leave the flour out. She developed paranoia. She loved football and watching her favorite team. She would cheer over a play and then cheer again over the replay or go to the kitchen and never return to finish watching the game.
Then when her spouse passed away things escalated quickly. A huge delusion caused us to have to move her to an assisted living facility. Once there she often called to give me detailed accounts of visitors who were never there. Her hallucinations were described in full living color. She would be very convincing in her stories.
We experienced capgas syndrome. This is a psychiatric disorder where she held a delusion that we had been replaced with imposters. We would go visit and she would tell us who we were supposed to be but we were not real. We were imposters who looked, acted and sounded like us. Try explaining that one! Some day the chef or nurse were imposters as well.
A bouquet of flowers brought her joy. One day a lion was in the flowers. The next day monkeys were in the flowers. When I went to visit, a dancing lady was in the flowers. Before we all got stressed out, I decided the flowers were wilting and needed to be disposed of. A nurse smiled as I deposited them into the trash. Apparently she had be informed of the busy bouquet.
Falls became more common.
She became less social.
The whole experience was very different than the one with my mom. I truly wish I had known more while my mother-in- law was alive. We did the best we could.
I highly recommend a book if you suspect your loved one may have LBD.
Living with Lewy’s by AmyJ Throop and Gerald S Throop. It opened my eyes to many things. Hopefully, you can get information that helps you. Don’t give up when seeking a physician that can give you a diagnosis other than mild cognitive decline.
Don’t give up. You are learning and improving as a caregiver each day.
For the Lord grants wisdom! From his mouth come knowledge and understanding.
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
I thank you that I can rest in you on the days that are hard. Give me wisdom as I help my loved one struggling with reality. Give me courage. Give me strength to trust you.
It is a joy to be able to interact with amazing caregivers. They can be young, old and in betweeen. Their time is given freely or they may be paid. The amount of pay is usually not why the job is accepted. It is accepted because they have beauitful caring hearts.
When I ask a man I know how things are going, he almost always responds with a smile. He loves his wife dearly. As the conversation lasts a little longer. He admits that today his wife knew him but on many days she doesn’t. Her lastest thing is to move and hide things so he is always searching for misplaced items.
This morning I spoke with a paid cargiver. She said that during the night the woman she takes care of awoke and cried out because her room was on fire. The caregiver looked around and realized the glowing face of a clock had set off the panic. She turned the clock and reassured her. The lady then asked her to please lay down by her side. With a smile she did just that and the other one fell fast asleep.
I am a part of an organization that has a board consisting of several people who are employed as nurses, social workers, and nursing home administrators. Often I overhear how they have bought food for a family, picked up prescriptions for someone, allowed a visit to turn into much more as they changed a person and helped bath them while there. This world is full of people that know how to love and show love to families that need them.
If you are reading this and feeling like a forgotten person who is overloaded, I get it. Too many times you must bear way more than a light load. You are amazing as well. This job is never easy. There are few rewards other than knowing you are doing your best under trying circumstances. Please know that God is with you. He can give you wisdom, courage and strength to continue to be amazing. He amazes us and enables us to amaze our loved with with compassion and tenderness on the most demanding days.
Pay careful attention to your own work, for then you will get the satisfaction of a job welldone, and you won’t need to compare yourself to anyone else.
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
Shape me and mold me into a better person. Give me compassion and shower my soul with love that you pour into me so I can pass it on to those you have placed in my care.
Alzheimer’s disease erases many memories for the person living with the disease. Memories for family members will live on and be cherished. We have technology now to save voices, laughter, stories and visuals of our family and friends. If you have a family member in the early stages of dementia please use that technology. I left messages on my phone for years just to hear my parents voices.
Even if you do not have Alzheimer’s in your family now, you may someday. Listening to the spousal caregivers talk about what they miss the most is causing me to be more deliberate about making and saving memories that I and my husband can hang on to should one of us be left alone.
I changed phones and lost a video that I treasured. My mom was dancing and laughing with her youngest grandson. Prior to having Alzheimer’s she would never have acted this silly. We all sat watching in awe. We were in awe over the fact that she was truly happy and in the moment with him. I was pondering about how much longer we would be able to hear her laugh.
Years later I watched that same grandson see my dad wiggle his ears. Every grandchild, niece and nephew loved watching dad do this little trick. Dad had been so busy taking care of mom that he hadn’t thought to show this youngest grandchild his ear wiggling. My nephew sat trying his best to master this for himself while dad smiled. Dad passed away one week later.
Don’t put off taking small trips, watching sunsets, sharing hugs and expressing love to each other. Make the most of your time. Life moves at a fast pace and it is way to easy to get caught up in the busyness. My heart hurts when a senior citizen is the sole caregiver for their spouse. They look at me and tell me they cannot ask their children to help. They have their own lives and are busy.
Allow me to speak for these caregivers. Find the time to honor your parents. You are robbing yourself of something you can never get back. You can find time to meet a friend for coffee or attend a sporting event. You can find time for social media. You can find time to check on mom and dad.
“Family is not an important thing. It’s everything.” —Michael J. Fox
A huge excuse we often hear is “It’s Complicated”. When someone has Alzheimer’s their life and their caregiver’s life are complicated. Family can find a way to work through all of the complications and help each other survive. Asking God to make a way for you to do life together is a great first start.
Personally, there was a lot of travel and expense involoved during our time as caregivers. I gave up a job. God has abundantly blessed us along the way. It was an honor to be with my parents in their final days.
Caregivers, speak up. Give your children an opportunity to find ways they can help. Give them opportunities to make memories while they can.
Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.
Song for Today
This song refers to when we allow walls to form between us and God.
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
We need you to tear down walls and heal our hearts so that we can share life with those in our family. Show us how to build bridges instead of walls. Draw us closer to each other as we draw closer to you. Teach us to find balance in this life. Give us moments of genuine love as we show compassion and grace to those around us.
I am far from being bilingual. This makes it difficult when I am around someone who’s native language is not the same as mine. Caregiving for someone with Alzheimer’ disease has forced me to face the stark reality that I had no choice but to learn to speak and understand a language that my parents now spoke. One parent lived in a new territory that I refer to as Alzheimer’s World. My other parent was residing in a territory I will call Mild Cognitive Decline World. To travel to their world, I sometimes felt like the one who was confused and lost. The most challenging part was having two parents living in different worlds at once. While neither was fun and exciting like Disney World, both provided excessive amount of adventure.
Once upon a time, I lived in “Normal World” with my parents. They were great parents and did their best to provide a nourishing and loving environment for my brother and I. They were active in their church, jobs, Lions club, Band Boosters and Atheletic Boosters. Steady and dependable are words that describe them the best. No family is perfect, but we grew up thinking ours was close. My brother and I were busy with our own families after becoming adults. Life was good.
Skip ahead several years and we began to see cracks in the armor of our parents. This happens as we become adults. This was different though. Slight personality changes were obvious in our mom. Dad was doing a wonderful job of hiding this from us in the beginning. Eventually, it could be hidden no longer. We were faced with seeing that “Happily Ever After” was not going to be the ending of their story.
Dad needed help navigating the progression of Mom’s Alzheimer’s. Stress was mounting as he floundered. He was giving a major effort to care for her. This once young athletic guy with no sisters even learned how to apply her makeup and assist with her hair. He cooked, cleaned and gave it his best.
That is when my quest to learn all I could about this disease began. I bought books, searched online and found a caregivers support group. In a sense immersing myself in this was a boot camp. Much was learned quickly. I want to share a brief amount of helpful information to help you learn Alzheimer’s language.
Rules for the Caregiver
Do not argue.
Do not try to talk them out of anything.
Do not try to make them remember.
Enter their reality.
Do not try to reason with them.
Stay calm
The disease is in control and not the person you are caring for. Try to separate the two.
Speak slowly and give them time to process short sentences
Rather than give an order, ask for a favor
Monitor your own emotional state
Redirect and distract with music and other activities such as snacks or taking a walk
Release your expectations of them to be who they were in the past.
Remember that their new reality is just as real to them as yours is to you
Facial expressions and your tone of voice speak volumes!
When dad began to have unexplained falls I suspected mini strokes. While he was mom’s primary care giver, he was beginning to show a loss of judgement. I would observe and make suggestions. Dad would get upset and walk away from conversations. I learned to let it go and wait. He would call me a couple of day’s later with a wonderful idea of how to handle a situation. I would listen as he told me the exact idea I had given him. I would then let him know that I thought it was a wonderful idea. This preserved his dignity and it worked. One day he ws mad and informed me that my brother and I were trying to control his life so were no longer his power of attorney. The next day he called wanting me to come and explain insurance papers to him. I told him I was no longer his power of attorney. He replied, “Oh, yes you are”.
Learning the best way to communicate with him was to allow him to think everything was his idea. You will learn to speak a language that they understand through trial and error. It can occur though if you are persistant.
You can do this! God will be your constant help when you feel anxious, sad or ill equipped.
Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
God,
I praise you for the love and kindness you show to me. Give me the ability to share that kindness as I learn to communicate with others, especially those with dementia. Help me to listen more and speak to them in a way they understand. My greater desire is for you to continue to speak to their hearts and souls through their confusion.
Sometimes stress can get really heavy when you are a caregiver!
We can learn to see the humor in things. You never laugh at a person. You laugh with them or at a later time with friends or family who understand the difficulties you face.
When you are awakened in the middle of the night and asked “What are you doing?”. It doesn’t seem funny. Your fuzziness clears as your dad wants to know if you had decided to take a nap too. He is very cheerful and explains that he took a nap, showered and was headed to the dining room for dinner. I told him to go open his blinds and look outside. He replied,”oh my it is so dark”. I then told him his clock might say 3:30, but it is actually in the morning, not the afternoon. I then told him to go back to sleep for a bit. He informed me that he was wide awake.
I hung up the phone and called the nurse station at his assisted living facility and requested sometime pay dad a visit and encourage him to try to go back to sleep. I then complained to my husband and tried to go back to sleep myself. After a few more hours of sleep I could smile about the whole thing.
My dad had become urniary incontinent. He had always been a sharp dresser and cared about how he looked. I struggled with how to handle this situation while allowing him to keep his dignity. One Sunday he went to the bathroom and returned to the service. He was wet and he smelled. I tried my best to get him to the car, but dad was very talkative and an extreme people person. I know that smelled him.
My husband asked to handle the situation. He took my dad aside and commented that dad had always looked nice. He mentioned that perhaps dad didn’t make it to the restroom fast enough sometimes. He suggested that if dad would wear depends he might be able to hide this from everyone. People would not know and dad might not smell of urine. Dad agreed. They bought depends.
The next week I got a call that surprised me. All of my apprehesion about talking to dad was for naught. Dad had walked into my aunt’s home and proudly announced that he was wearing depends and they were wonderful. A sigh of relief crossed my face. After hanging up the phone I had a good laugh.
The next story actually involves a phone call. I got a call. The id let me know it was from my dad’s phone. He immediately let me know that his phone was not working. I asked him whose phone he called me from. He told me it was his phone. I asked what the problem was only to be told “I told you my phone is not working”. I realized this conversation reminded me of the following:
Costello: What’s the guy’s name on first base? Abbott: No. What is on second. Costello: I’m not asking you who’s on second. Abbott: Who’s on first. Costello: I don’t know. Abbott: He’s on third, we’re not talking about him.
I laughed to myself and assured dad that I would come over right after lunch to check his phone. He was happy and so was I.
How do you not act surprised when a woman would get mad at her husband and throw a glasse of water at him? A friend discovered her dad had used her yeti cup to relieve himself while waiting for her in the car. What do you do when you find your clothes folded and placed in the kitchen pantry? You laugh or you cry. Choosing laughter is better.
Sometimes you cause others to laugh as they watch you deal with behaviors. Sometimes you laugh watching them deal with behaviors. I remember sitting in a hospital room with someone who ate an entire bowl of chocolate ice cream with the nurse handing them pills to swallow between bites. Satisfied that the medication was administered, the nurse turned her back. I watched as the woman promptly spit all six tablets out. After realizing she had mastered the art of cheeking pills, I then wondered how many times she had done this. My humorous thoughts about her talent dissapated as the horror of how much missing her medications had excellerated her behavior problems, falls and mental decline.
Remember it is okay to laugh as long as the person you are caring for is laughing with you. When my no nonsense mom peeked until the table giggling and waving at me I had to laugh. Her frostie had been dropped and I had climbed under the table in front of everyone to recover it. Just as I started to climb out quietly, she began to act like one of my young grandchildren. So much for sneaking out quietly and hoping no one had seen me. Hopefully, some one dealing with a parent with dementia learned humor is a great coping skill that day.
When you are out in public and your parent’s pants fall to their ankles, simply smile and pull them up. When someone with dementia reachs over and takes your ice cream, let them have it. Laugh at the calories you just skipped.
Humor is in fact a tremendously helpful coping skill. If you find something funny, don’t feel guilty.
I mean no offense to anyone but maybe God laughed as he created a platypus, an ostrich or a giraffe. As our creator, he has given us creativity. Use it to make life easier when you can.
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
Song for Today
Prayer for Today
Dear God,
Thank you for giving me creative ideas as I navigate caregiving. Help me to choose to laugh and enjoy life when I can. Guide me as to when laughter is appropriate and when I need to be sensitive.
Walking Them Home 