My 85 year-old mom has dementia, and lately she no longer knows how to play her favorite game of dominoes anymore. It breaks my heart as she fumbles around, not understanding it anymore. I know that I must find things that are simpler for her to do, but this has always been her game of choice and I'm just feeling really sad right now. I guess I just had to vent. Thanks.
She also has a ton of pictures loose in some drawers, if she does the favor for me, perhaps I can get albums for the others as well.
Wish me luck!
As to TV, my daughter and I love a long running TV series, so we bought it on DVD, all 12 seasons. My mother now knows all the characters, so the caretaker during the day just plays them in sequence and then at the end, starts back at the beginning. She also likes the Andy Griffith show, which we watch a lot, and I tape Jeopardy so we can watch that during dinner, and don't have to wait for the regular time slot.
My mom told me she played cribbage with her dad every night for more than a year & right now I have the cribbage board that they used as it was her grandfather's - that was our wake up call that she could no longer add numbers or keep track of what had been played & gave us the needed knowledge as to how far she had gone down already
We have many jigsaw puzzles that she starts (opens the box, sorts the colors), but if the puzzle sits on the table for more than two days she says it is harder than she thought it would be and she is sick of looking at it. So our caretaker and I and my daughter try to finish them asap.
I can't seem to interest her in any activities now, other than cutting out the coupons from the Sunday paper. I'm almost ready to ask all my friends to save the coupons and give them to me, and I could give her a sheet to cut out every day. I tell her how much money I save when I shop and this makes her happy.
If I try to suggest something that she feels is beneath her educational and intellectual level she gets offended (like adult coloring books).
But to dwell on her inability to play now is counterproductive. The first few times when it becomes obvious, was devastating to me. But, now I'm more ready for these things. What I try to remember now are the positive moments we share, no matter how small they may be. We have new "fun" activities - like noticing clocks in a room, even though she can't always tell the correct time. I follow her lead - what she notices, I try to make a game out of it.
Would your mother get any pleasure from making patterns of the dominoes, without playing the game itself? You could do mosaics and outlines, that kind of thing. There might be some satisfaction in just handling the tiles.
Hugs to you, this sort of thing does make one absolutely want to wail.