A glimpse into a day in the life of Alzheimer's

On social media I shared yesterday something I guess I've become immune to seeing that my kids and husband have not since I'm always with Dad. Below is a picture of our labeled cabinet with plates where the cups should be. 
and below, here are some random cups that made it into the plates and bowls cabinet:
Here is what I originally posted:

"A glimpse into Alzheimer's. My father likes to stay busy and help around the house. We put labels up to make his transition to our home easier last year. Some days the prompts help, others like today, don't. He isn't doing it on purpose or to upset us. He really believes the plates belong there and the glasses where he put them. 

I'm more acclimated to scenes like these but the kids are not. I keep reminding them, that he's just trying to be helpful and sometimes the labels don't register in his brain so he does what he thinks is best. I also mention that there is no reason to make a big deal out of it - he has Alzheimer's, he's not deaf and he is trying to help. If it bothers them, then they can wordlessly move things to the correct location - which you can see they were not motivated to do. 

Be kind. It doesn't cost you anything."

Thankfully I haven't heard any complaints or backhand remarks about things being in different places since. We are all still reacclimating to being together. It's like reliving the Deployment Cycle:
Except my "deployment" was only 25 days. It did feel similar to the ones my husband made with Seventh Fleet and then with his last command at Fort Meade. It just cycles a bit faster or you get stuck in some parts or feel like they haven't resolved. Thankfully I won't be "deploying" for a while. 

I'm happy to be home and re-establishing routines and cuddling with kiddos and my husband. I had a profound revelation yesterday that knocked the wind out of me. I'm going to share it in a different post because it's probably going to be long. 

Love each other, be kind, spread love and joy. 
Moriah 


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