Things are changing

I started this post last night while lying in bed after my dad woke me up at 2am. I heard someone in the kitchen moving around, and I got up to see who it was. I expect to see my mom as her dementia has been fussing with her internal clock, and she wakes up at all hours in the early morning. But instead, I found my dad in a state. He asked me what was going on. I didn’t understand what he was talking about. He said why did I wake him up. I told him I didn’t do that. I was sleeping. I take it he didn’t believe me and went back to his room mad at me.

Well, this just added to my bad mom day, and going back to sleep took a while. I tried to compose this post in my head but refused to get up and start writing on my computer.

Besides composing my post in my head, I started to think about how things are probably changing in my life. I think my parents (my mom, for sure) are entering a new phase of dementia. Mom has changed at a rapid speed, and I think she is now in the middle stage. My dad has been stable for quite a while, but I think Mom’s changes have stressed my dad to have this episode last night.

I have appointments for my parent to join an adult daycare group two days a week. I hope it’s not too late for my mom. My hope was the added stimulation of people and activities would help my parent’s dementia or at least slow it down. I also looked forward to having time for myself. I should stay positive that they are okay to join. It is so hard to see her change so quickly.

I’m trying to keep myself busy so I don’t get into a caregivers funk. It is really hard not to let it get to you. I’m do a lot of handwork, it some how keeps the anxiety a bay for me. I’m working on quilt #6, making a pouch for my double points, and knitting on the Noro scarf. Here’s some pictures of my progress.

Quilt #6 for a friend




I guess that’s it for now. I probably could on and on. But I’ll stop here for now. I need to run out and do some errands while the caregiver is here.

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  1. Unknown's avatar

    I’m so sorry you and your parents are going through this. What an amazing job you are doing caring for them. And creating beautiful projects too. You have made your parents’ lives richer and calmer. Hugs.

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        I understand and hear you. There are so many questions and concerns. I am sure you are caring for them with love and compassion and that is the best you can do.

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    You are doing the hardest job ever. It is difficult to care for your parents and care for yourself as well. Hoping the qualify for adult daycare. Be well. Love, from Helene

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      Hi Helene. You are so correct that caregiving is the hardest job. I’m trying my best, learning as I go, and hoping that I do the right things for my parents. I knew it would be hard but never this hard. Thanks for the encouragement. It helps me feel I’m on the right track. –april

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