Dementia At Night

This was me trying to get Mom to take her bedtime pills last night. Sorry that the video is dark. There was only one light on in the room. I don’t think it is entirely accurate to say that Mom sundowns in the true definition of that phenomenon. Or maybe she’s starting to. I don’t […]

I’m Tired

Mom left the tub running again and went into her room. Then called to me, alarmed, because the tub was filling up. It’s a tub. If you leave the faucet running at full force, it will fill up. She thinks it has to run for a few minutes for the water to heat up, and […]

Simple Devices for More Independent Living

It wasn’t long ago that I mentioned to Mom’s doctor that Mom’s arthritis makes it difficult for her to fully pull the shower diverter up. Not being able to do this meant one of two things. Either I had to do it for her. Or, if I didn’t, the tub would fill up while she […]

Nobody Likes Change

Mom has always been stubborn. For the most part, her steadfastness has served both her, and me, well over the years. It was her stubbornness that refused to let me cop out on college when I was too afraid. It is her stubbornness that makes her push through the pain of her arthritis rather than […]

The Outsiders

It’s not uncommon for me to tell people, “If you didn’t know Mom had dementia, you wouldn’t know Mom has dementia.” That’s because all of her social skills are in tact, and she’s smart. I’ve watched her carry on conversations with total strangers who have no inkling that what she is telling them is complete […]

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