The (Last) weekend at home with Dementia/ALZ/Paranoia (sigh)... It is 'bittersweet'- I love my Mom as I know a lot of you all can relate- but.. I am WORN OUT. Mom has lived with me since 1990'.. yep thats 23 yrs.. I am 49. and I am not sure what life will be like without her here.. I have lots of anxiety about her leaving my care control- and trusting others.. It's so hard.. Yes,, the mind and loads of others say- you must care for yourself and your son, and your Mom will get the care she deserves.. I will be praying daily she will- Its a small facility- that only has Dementia/ALZ residents.. and they try and keep the similar stages together-- on seperate floors-- (1-2-3) Was trying to talk to her this morning a lttle-- using my psychology plan- Mom, I have a friend whos Mom needs a room mate in her senior apartment.. She is lonely.. and I think you two would have great friendship- :-) It was working...its only a moment by moment chat anyhow-- gone in a matter of minutes after that.. But she seemed coopertive to the idea.. Said we'd go meet her tomorrow- Anyhow, all afternoon she shadowed me terribly-- I couldnt even go to the bathroom or switch the laundry.. And when it was time to help son with yard work-- OMG the blinds needed to come down so the 'bad people' cant see inside. Pacing the house for hours-- these behaviors are nothing new.. sadly its life here almost daily.. Im a single mom, Son has not social life, neither do I.. I enjoy leaving every morning to just get away and go to work.. :-) My Caregiver and Respite worker have hung in there.and been dependable.. Mom wants to 'leave and go back to her home' several times a day- almost everyday.-- ANYONE dealt with the transition to Assisted Living can give me some pointers? Sigh.. Dosent help I have a fairly bad case of Bronchitis and am sleep deprived.. - Was trying to do some gathering and packing in her room-- and she would shadow me..and I couldnt get anything done.. Tomorrow-my friend is taking her to church for me.. and then keeping her at her house for a few hrs afterwards for lunch and visit- and another friend is coming over to help me with muscle and organizing-- Thank You Jesus! I have to get thru this..
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He still have sad days, but rarely talks about his house or going home. Of course he does still talk about his truck, but he does it with a bit of sarcastic humor.