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Being her ambassador. Isn't that what we are as a caregiver?

6/21/2011

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Thank you Sue La Porte for this post.  I would love to meet Gay some day.  

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I wish you could meet my mom. Her name is Gay. And she is always smiling, blue eyes bright, and dimples to top it off. She is intelligent, and fiercley independent. She was a journalist and writer in her career, and she raised 4 children alone after our dad left. She has always been the eternal optimist, dreaming and seeing her dreams come true. I miss that part of mom, even arguing politics. But I also enjoy her just as she is, Alzheimers and all. In some ways, she is sweeter and more affectionate and loving than I remember her ever being. I feel like her ambassador, her advocate and her protector, and it's not a burden... it's a privilege. I like helping restore her dignity and value. I love the times we can sit and just listen to the birds sing, or appreciate a breeze together. She has the greatest belly laugh! I am so thankful that so far, she isn't anxious. If she gets mixed up, or afraid, I can be there to calm her. She is pleasant and does not seem to be aware how much her mind has changed. I grieve the pieces of her that slip away seemingly daily, but I cherish all the parts of her that remain. I respect and love her, and I think you would too. Thanks for letting me tell you about my mom.
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There is a place where Mom remembers

6/20/2011

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Thank you Jaime Sweet for the post.  I so agree with you that there is a very special place where your mom, my mom and other moms remembers.  I'd like to think that it's a very special place where it's full of emotional memories that no disease can completely wipe out.    
   
 I also know that each family member behaves differently when it comes to dealing with elderly (and especially ailing) parents.  Just a food for thought though, if we don't like what we see in others, the most empowering thing we can do for ourselves is to say "that's not me" and work to change our own behavior for the better.  Keep in mind that while we don't have control over others, we have complete control over our own reactions.      
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Why is it that some people think that if a person has Dementia that "things" don't matter because they won't remember in 15min anyway?! Yesterday was Mom's 86th B'day. As I have been for the past 3yrs that she has been in a Long Term Care facility, I go up with cake, balloons, etc. and make a little party for her and her fellow residents. They enjoy it so much and I enjoy doing it. However, I have immediate family members that are 40min away that don't even acknowledge the day. She has another daughter, 2 grandchildren, 3 GREAT-grandchildren (one of whom she has not even MET!) I just don't get it. And I know deep down inside there is a place where Mom remembers, because without fail, every time I leave and approach the door, I hear her telling someone, "Thats my daughter, I don't know what I'd do without her." I have to keep remembering that I am the lucky one and when Mom's time comes, I will be the one to have all these memories...'they' will be left with maybe the thought that they should of told her they loved her while she could still hear them. 
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Circle of Love

4/29/2011

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This post comes to us from Ellen Wysocki.
My beautiful mother was diagnosed with AD nearly 10 years ago and is in what they tell me are the latter stages of this horrid disease. When I look at her sweet face I can not help but feel we have been robbed-us as well as my mother. My wonderful daughter agreed to help with home care so we could remove our mom from the nursing home facility she was at. It was so difficult to visit her there and leaving was the worst part. I am very blessed to have such a wonderful daughter being that I work full-time, otherwise I would not be in a position to do this for her. And now she has returned the favor to me by gifting me with a sweet grand daughter who I constantly tease will be my caregiver one day. Life is coming full circle. I make a point of sitting baby on mom's bed every day just to see a glimmer of some kind of joy on her face. I am blessed.
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A Thief...

4/18/2011

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Thank you Earlene Goff for your 3 beautiful poems. First of three...
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A Thief... 
A thief has been here, 
not taking the usual things 
but something precious and dear. 
What sadness to the family he did bring. 
He didn't sneak in over the window sill,
 or in the usual way 
but in his wake he still left everything in disarray. 
At first there was disbelief confusion, and shock. 
As the case unfolded slowly, 
you realize your faith has been rocked. 
The more you learn about this thief 
the more you realize 
how much he causes pain and grief without remorse or thought. 
This thief is the worse kind of thief 
because he doesn't take worldly possession , 
he steals your mind and leaves an empty shell in his wake. 
This Thief's name is Alzheimer's. 

Earlene J. Goff April 6, 2010 I lost my husband August 9, 2009 after about an 8 year battle with EOA
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I Miss...

4/18/2011

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Poems from Earlene Goff...2 of 3
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I Miss… 
You were never one big on gifts, 
No matter what the occasion. 
I sometimes would bow my head 
With tears in my eyes saying only if. 
You were never much for cuddling 
Or even holding hands. 
Sitting alone was your thing 
as I sat alone huddling. 
I remember the little pecks, 
When you came up behind me 
Wrapping your arms around me 
I would always say what the heck. 
The trips we took I remember 
Some were long some were short 
Some places we were members. 
I miss your touch 
I miss your smile 
I miss your little sniffle 
But most of all I miss you. 

Earlene Goff December 19, 2008 
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I Can Only Hope For The Best

4/18/2011

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 Poems from Earlene Goff...3 of 3
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I can Only Hope For The Best
It's Midnight, a new day. 
Come Daylight I can only hope for the best. 
I've put him back to bed twice now, 
With darkness comes confusion 
Because he has forgotten how. 
Even the simplest things. 
This man I have known for twenty-nine years 
Has slipped away bit by bit before my very eyes. 
To the outside world he looks normal 
Those close can see the empty shell. 
This is a man that once could tell you anything 
You wanted to know about a vending machine, 
To a man that can't tie his own shoes. 
Imagine being in a foreign country, 
Where you don't know the language 
And you don't know where you are. 
Constantly looking for someone familiar. 
He knows his time is near 
He tells me all the time. 
He is constantly in fear 
Because he knows he is getting worse. 
As each day dawns,
There will be something new 
that he isn't able to do 
I tell him "That's ok" 
I still love you. 

Earlene Goff August 1, 2007
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Tic Tacs are great pain killers

3/21/2011

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This post comes to us from Jean D'Amore.  
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I found your website today and have been reading non stop. It is so reassuring when you discover that others go through the same experiences as you have when it comes to being a caregiver of a loved one with Alzheimer's. I care for my husband's mom. She is 94, a below the knee amputee and mostly in a wheel chair. The best thing I was able to do for myself was find a medical Day Care that mom now attends 3 days a week. Every time we are ready to go she asks if I am taking her to "that place" again and then tells me it is stupid. I blame her doctor...it isn't me who insists, but the doctor. This helps her reluctantly put on her coat and go. As of late, she is dealing with phantom pain. It seems to be severe and I think she believes it is new. The reality of the situation is that she has had this pain for 14 years. I had her checked out by the appropriate doctor for this situation and he prescribed a lidoderm patch. She seems to be in more pain when I or my husband are in the room with her. If I listen over the baby monitor, there are no sounds of pain, so it is difficult to know if this is her acting out or real. When I ask if the patch is helping, she says she needs pain pills. SO, now I am administering this really powerful pain medication....TIC TACS. I have four colors...when these stop working we plan to move to the next color. This has only been going on a few days, so not sure this is working and I will bring her back to the doctor if this lasts more than another week. Mom doesn't need physical care as much as she needs supervision. It seems every time I go out for a brief time she manages to get into trouble. For these reasons I don't get out much. Sometimes this is ok...sometimes it is not and I get somewhat depressed. My husband takes over most evenings, so I get out a little then. And thank goodness for my daycare days. I work on one of them and the other two I generally run all the errands I cannot do when mom is home. I'm glad I found your website, I will continue to visit and also look for your posts on Facebook.
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How do teenagers deal with parents that have Alzheimer's disease?

3/10/2011

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This story comes to us from Rhonda Brantley.  Wow, I wonder how teenagers deal with parents afflicted with Alzheimer's.  
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I am a 24/7 caregiver. My husband was diagnosed with Early Onset AD in October 2007 and is about stage 5.5 We have seven children, the youngest was 14 when he was diagnosed. Sad that there is very little out there to assist with teen grief. Forced to close a large business, I returned to school and now build websites at home. Its certainly sometimes hard to concentrate on the tasks at hand as at this stage he's a pretty needy guy. We've been through one clinical trial and find that any help coming in for just a couple of hours a few days a week is too much distraction to the routine and routine is critical at this point. I get out on Wednesdays to lunch with friends or just wander around Walmart, but its not enough. In the beginning, I just took it all on myself not wanting to burden anyone else with it. Now, I share. I began writing about daily living with Alzheimer's to document my feelings and plight, issues, stories and it certainly helps. You can find my blog www.alzheimersdiagnosis.blogspot.com. Thanks ~ RB
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I wonder if this is normal - Why do I forget so easily these days?

3/7/2011

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The other day, I was so annoyed with myself I wanted to scream.  I struggled for 18hours straight to recall the name of a dish I had.  Over the weekend, Dave and I went to this charming Italian restaurant and had a fantastic and memorable dinner.   I could recall the entire evening with such clarity.  Walking up to this funky restaurant, being surprised at the dumpy location and seeing the metal bars outside the restaurant entrance wondering about our safety.  Walking in to this empty place right at six o’clock when the place opened, thinking will anybody else dine here tonight?  Within 15 minutes, our perceptions completely changing, congratulating each other for finding a dining gem in the rough.  The dinner, the atmosphere, the wine, the crowd, the service…oh my goodness, everything was perfect.  Except that now, I could not recall the name of the dish I sooo enjoyed.  I kept urging my brain to recall the name.  I could recollect the smell, the feeling that evoked in me with every bite, the look of the huge bowl full of hot steaming red tomato broth that nestled the juicy mussels, clams and white fish and a perfectly broiled giant prawn on top.   But oh what was the name of that dish?  I was so frustrated.  I even knew the dish started with a letter C.  But the only name that kept swimming around my head as if to taunt me was bouillabaisse.  I silently yelled to myself, “no idiot, it’s not BOUILLABAISSE.  That’s French.  I had Italian.  The name is fish stew in Italian!  It starts with a C!” 

It went on for 18 hours.  I refused to look it up.  Instead, I thought and thought and thought.  I went to bed thinking about it.  I woke up in the morning and thought about it. 

Then magically around 10am in the morning, it hit me.  It’s CIOPPINO!  Of course!  How could I forget? 

Forgetting a simple, random and almost useless fact happens to me from time to time.  I wasn’t always like this.  In fact, I used to be so proud of my memory.  I could recall a name of a person I met at a mixer with no problem.  I could immediately call up a name of a strange dish or a name of a restaurant we just passed by as if I had known it all my life. 

 Now days, with more exposure and knowledge I have about Alzheimer’s disease, when I forget to recall something my thoughts race to wonder if it’s a symptom of Alzheimer’s disease for me.  With recent studies pointing to genetic disposition of getting this disease, I think about the fact that my maternal grandmother had Alzheimer’s.  I think about my mom currently suffering from it.  I think about me.  I think about my sister.  I think about my daughter.  I think about my future granddaughter.  My thoughts began to cry out, “I am only 46.  I’m too young to be forgetting simple things.“  Then I recall the Purple Sunshine community posts.  “My mom is 50 and she has had Alzheimer’s for the last 4 years….  My husband was diagnosed with AD at age 50…”.

 For those of us who are exposed to Alzheimer’s patients, we are so painfully aware of the devastating nature of this disease.  It’s too easy to get caught up in the fear of possibly getting afflicted with the disease ourselves.  I posed this question to our Purple Sunshine community and about three quarter of respondents said they live in fear that they will be afflicted with Alzheimer’s.  Surprisingly, about a quarter of them said while it’s a thought they have, they don’t live in fear.   I applaud the people who are living strong despite the fear. 

If anyone is worried, the best thing you can do for yourself is get educated, find a support group, and make lifestyle changes…NOW.  Make changes so you eat better, get exercise, do things to stimulate your brain, and think positively.  In my case, I have pretty much completely removed all white flour and rice, white sugar, sodas, junk foods such as store bought chips, cookies and snacks from my cupboard.  I have also made a commitment to exercise at least 20 minutes a day.  I’m also learning to do brand new things.  I’ve started a blog site.  I have learned stock trading.  I am reading financial news.   All of these things are brand new for me from a year ago.   I know I will continue to have moments where I forget names of dishes, names of people, name of places I had visited.  I also know I will force my brain to recollect the answer, and I will not rest until it does.  I also know I will not be on TV to play Jeopardy… but that’s OK.  I’m living not in fear, but despite it.  I choose to live strong and take each day for what it is.  The fear that I too may be afflicted with Alzheimer’s disease the way my grandmother was, and the way my mother is will persist.  But it will only be a fleeting thought, living dormant in the back of my mind.  Live strong.  Live courageously.  Live well despite the fear.         

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Despite sadness, it's nice to know he's getting good care

3/6/2011

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This story comes to us from Marilyn Fournet.  We feel your pain, longing and heartache.  It's also great to know that your husband is in a very good place receiving quality care.
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I cared for my husband at home until I moved here to Oxford, where I could put him in the VA Home here. Although it was very stressful and though I ended up with pneumonia because I was so run down, I still resisted parting with him. He gets good care at the home though and I live a short distance away, so I see him frequently. He talks a lot and we can't carry on a real conversation, but I can still make him laugh and he still knows me. They do the best they can with their patients. Those in his ward a nearly all World War II veterans and they are treated with respect. The activity director has sing-alongs and she provides simple games like hitting a ball back and forth. But even though I feel very fortunate to have him there, I often cry all the way home because it's so difficult seeing him like he is and remembering how he was. I still miss him. My heart goes out to other caretakers. I know how hard it can be to see a loved one slipping away from you. Alzheimer's is a terrible disease.
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    Author - Sharon Kim

    My mother was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's.  It took our family 3 years to get proper diagnosis.  My sister and my father who are the primary caregivers for my mom are going through extreme challenges dealing with the impact of this disease.  This is what inspired me to create and dedicate 4URLOVE to all the caregivers of Alzheimer's patients in the world for their commitment, love, sacrifice and unfathomable patience. 

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