The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

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roached and walked her back to her bed and off to sleep she went for a few hours.</p><p id="d94c">By then I felt, dementia would finally allow Mother to sleep. She did for a few hours and asked if she could get up. I advised her not yet and she went back to sleep. She seemed a lot calmer than last night and that is a good hopeful sign that dementia has taken a break.</p><p id="ffa9">The morning started a lot quieter than last night ended. Last night was the good, the bad, and the ugly. Life comes to teach us lessons and with dementia, every day is a new and different lesson to adjust to. No adjustment leads to mayhem, anguish, and lots of stress. I choose to adjust for I have walked the road of no adjustment and it ain’t pretty.</p><p id="dc22">Through it all, she is the 95 years-old dementia mother I have and not the mother I had through no fault of her own. I must be there for her no matter what. I remind myself, she is not the mother I had but the mother I have and I am thankful as I lost my father about ten years ago.</p><p id="4a48">Dementia causes a lot of fear in the brain as the victim tries to make sense of reality in their head to the reality before their eyes. Thoughts get lodged into the brain and the victim is rendered helpless to their own thoughts. This is hard for the victim and the caregiver.</p><p id="75bb">In conclusion, life changes sometimes overnight, and rolling with the hand you are dealt at the moment is better than trying to readjust the hand the way desired. Going with the flow and making the best of the present situation wards off a lot of undue stress.</p><p id="00df">Dementia has affected millions around the world, some old and some not so old, and being a caregiver is not easy but prayer and faith taking all one day at a time is the only way to go.</p><p id="0671">Lastly, someone told me for the de

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mented loved one, “Find the song that they loved and can no longer sing, and sing it for them.” Hope this helps another.</p><p id="ea27">For additional reads:</p><div id="8447" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/dementia-takes-a-break-1bee0ef03730"> <div> <div> <h2>Dementia Takes a Break</h2> <div><h3>A poem about a restful and peaceful night for all.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*n8gG9meyj_0b563T)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="9fd6" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/last-night-baf1a14010e1"> <div> <div> <h2>Last Night</h2> <div><h3>A poem about appreciation for the night and day.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*9nUTSKxQGOvxK5lb)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="5397" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/no-day-light-saving-time-for-me-4350489cea78"> <div> <div> <h2>No Day Light Saving Time For Me</h2> <div><h3>Dementia robbed every second and some.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*QJg23wDcTm7j1LxK)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

A short story about how dementia turned a good night into a bad night.

First, I will share the good of the night. Last night was fine, early evening we took our 95 years old mother out shopping as he loves to do. Even in her younger days, if you said let’s go, she would say I am ready, and she has not changed one bit.

Returned home after shopping, we had a great dinner together, then onto folding laundry which she loves to do, afterwards we settle down to watch television as a family.

As she started to get sleepy before night, she insisted she wanted to go to bed and I insisted wait until dark and she complied. As soon as it was a little dark, she asked to go to bed again. It was about 7 PM, she seemed so tired so I assisted, prepared her for bed, and off she went to sleep, so I thought.

For the entire night, she yelled, called out, got up and I would run to her side until about 1 AM, I stopped jumping out of bed every time she yelled because sometimes you just have to let dementia run its course in the brain.

Was able to get some semblance of sleep, as she finally went to sleep, and at about 4 AM, up again. I did not move, she got up used the toilet, and yelled some more in the dark house. I slowly watched from afar to see what she would do. After she did not see anyone, she made her way to the den, thinking it was her bed, trying to lay down. I approached and walked her back to her bed and off to sleep she went for a few hours.

By then I felt, dementia would finally allow Mother to sleep. She did for a few hours and asked if she could get up. I advised her not yet and she went back to sleep. She seemed a lot calmer than last night and that is a good hopeful sign that dementia has taken a break.

The morning started a lot quieter than last night ended. Last night was the good, the bad, and the ugly. Life comes to teach us lessons and with dementia, every day is a new and different lesson to adjust to. No adjustment leads to mayhem, anguish, and lots of stress. I choose to adjust for I have walked the road of no adjustment and it ain’t pretty.

Through it all, she is the 95 years-old dementia mother I have and not the mother I had through no fault of her own. I must be there for her no matter what. I remind myself, she is not the mother I had but the mother I have and I am thankful as I lost my father about ten years ago.

Dementia causes a lot of fear in the brain as the victim tries to make sense of reality in their head to the reality before their eyes. Thoughts get lodged into the brain and the victim is rendered helpless to their own thoughts. This is hard for the victim and the caregiver.

In conclusion, life changes sometimes overnight, and rolling with the hand you are dealt at the moment is better than trying to readjust the hand the way desired. Going with the flow and making the best of the present situation wards off a lot of undue stress.

Dementia has affected millions around the world, some old and some not so old, and being a caregiver is not easy but prayer and faith taking all one day at a time is the only way to go.

Lastly, someone told me for the demented loved one, “Find the song that they loved and can no longer sing, and sing it for them.” Hope this helps another.

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