Friday, July 21, 2017

Settling In

Every day is different living with dementia. There are good days with nice weather working outside, being surrounded by love and children, and bad days with paranoia and sadness of reality. As a nurse, my mother is very aware that this disease will progress and it won’t be pretty. She is concerned about my sister and husband and what this might do to them.

Joanne and Brad have a strong faith and give selflessly of their time and sympathy. They also give selflessly of their assets. My mother is loved sincerely and my sister is generous with displays of affection and understanding. If I think about it, it makes me cry. Changing the way you live, the pace at which you go, and everything about your daily routine is scary, but they did it without question. (Ok, maybe a few questions!)



My brother Larry has been working with Music and Memory, an organization that works to provide music to elderly people in nursing homes. By connecting patients with music helps tap into deep memories that we think have been forgotten. It brings them back to the present and helps patients to engage, converse and feel like themselves again. He has provided an iPod and a playlist of my mother’s favorites. The challenge for her is her profound hearing loss, and technology. Do you have a parent who might benefit from this? If so, I would encourage you to visit https://musicandmemory.org and to watch the documentary on Netflix called Alive Inside, a life-changing and heartwarming film about the effects of music on dementia patients.

Two steps forward and one step back is one way my sister describes things. One day, my mom is having a good discussion about the items in her house and what to do with them, the next, she is talking about things that she will do when she goes back home. Moving from reality to outer space, depending on the day is keeping life interesting and challenging for Joanne. We all feel that once my mother has her own bed and dressers, all her clothing and special pictures, she will be able to settle in even better. For now, there are bright spots of seeing my mother get used to her new surroundings. One great example is when Brad got a new flatbed trailer to haul some of his equipment around, my mother thought it would be good to take that to Pennsylvania to go get her things. That’s a win, although not logical!

My mother is physically active and wants to be a part of every project that they do, which is wonderful and challenging at the same time. Joanne’s patience is unbelievable as she always lets mom do tasks to help.

Here is an example of yesterday’s job….painting sealant. Notice the wide blue tape that was placed on the floor to keep the sealer line neat? She just painted over the whole thing.

Brad said, “At least we got the shovel away from her and now have the sprinkler system repaired!”
Caring for an aging parent is not for the faint of heart my friends! This takes a new skill, and it is a skill that we have never flexed before! Most importantly is to find support from friends and organizations who can relate to what you are going through. It is amazing to find how many people are going through exactly what you are once you begin that dialogue.

Not every family has the same resources as we do. Not every family can accommodate having a parent live with them, but there are options and your job is to find out about all of them. The most important thing that you can provide your aging parent is love.

Be their advocate, their champion, and their consultant. Be their voice when they are unable to verbalize what they need. Love them.

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Sunday, July 16, 2017

Making Decisions

The situation was larger than the five of us. We needed help and we needed to find resources. Gale continued to support us and so did Mom’s doctor. He also led us to the Alzheimer’s Website, once she was diagnosed with mild to moderate dementia and he submitted a letter to the state to revoke her driving privileges. Her two prior events getting lost and having the police intervene had already taken care of that issue and she received a letter in the mail. This was a crushing blow that took days for her to process. Taking my mothers car away felt like I was tearing off a limb. It was horrible.


We watched her go through moments of sadness, anger, and disappointment and heard some stinging words come out of her mouth. We couldn’t express enough how we wished that we were not having these conversations with her, how badly we wished that we were at her house just to visit her.

I am fortunate to have Family Medical Leave of Absence at work, allowing me up to twelve weeks of unpaid leave to care for a family member. I needed to be in Pennsylvania to care for this woman that I love. My sister, Joanne, came to relieve me after a week, and together we worked to talk through options with my mother. We used caution, love, and empathy as we talked about her leaving the home she had loved for fifty-five years. I went home, having been away from my family for over a month between work and my mother. My sister stayed with Mom for almost another month, during which time my mother suffered a brain bleed and was admitted to the hospital. After four days, the doctors would only allow her to be discharged with full-time nursing. Three days later, I flew back to Pennsylvania, and drove my sister and my mother to the airport to take a one-way flight to Georgia. Joanne and I knew as she walked out of her house that this would be the last time she would see it. My mother knew that she was going to Georgia to stay with Joanne so she could get better.

The transition was a bit confusing for my mother, but she seemed to settle in. Daytime was her best time. She gardened and quilted with Joanne, helped make dinner and played with her great-grandchildren who live at the end of the street. Being on a 10-acre farm was the right place for her, but it wasn’t home.






Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and the work at her house began. A realtor was called in, a home inspection done, and some scheduled updates began. My daughters and I started packing up her things and taking inventory of everything in this big five-bedroom house. Our entire family including my siblings and all our children were asked what items would be useful to each person. Who needs dressers? Who wants her dishes? The task of this house was massive and daunting, but my daughters joined me. One flew in from WI and the other drove up from D.C.

Having support of these girls was instrumental in accomplishing what needed to be done. Laura found moving boxes and listed a few things on a local community marketplace. She cooked for us as we worked non-stop. Lindsay got in touch with a College Hunks that Haul Junk, who came to haul away junk and items for donation. Lindsay had a strategy of organization that helped move the project forward. After five days, we had accomplished so much! We managed to have a little fun too. This is the girls trying on some gardening clothes they found while packing her room. They paired the outfits with “dickies”.


Finding the necessary resources in an effort this big is so important. I recommend finding out about Family Medical Leave and The Alzheimer’s website if you are caring for a loved one.

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