This is dementia. It's not just a memory problem.
What you read in this blog is purely my own personal experience in dealing with Lewy Body Dementia every day.

This is not meant to offer any medical or legal advise.
I have no professional training in care giving or experiences in formal writing.
I'm just a woman that loves her husband deeply and wants to provide him with the best quality of life he can and chooses to have.
My prayer though this is "Lord, What am I learning from this; how can I use it help someone else and to glorify You?"
If just one person finds comfort in this public blog. I will feel like it was a success.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

It's a lovely day for a picnic

Hubby sleeps so much of the time and the weather has been too cold miserable and dreary to do anything constructive outside. There are only so many times you want to mop the floor and since we never have company anyway I barely concern myself with housework. I do however spend a ton of time sitting in front of my comp screen.

I became a facebook junkie because most of my friends can be found there.  I play several of the games until I got bored and have dwindled them down to a bare few. I went back to my sweepstakes and contest entries and I would love to go back into my couponing but I don't have the luxury of being able to just get up and go to take advantage of the bargains. I truly miss that.

Then I started blogging. Reading blogs and writing this one. As you can tell I live a very busy internet life.

Every now and then I pull myself away to do something else. Of course my caregiving duties come first and foremost. I stay at Hubby's beck and call on purpose and shower him with whatever attention he requires. Hubby's needs and many of his wants are top priority.

I made a New Year Resolution to focus in writing on the good with Hubby. I am happy to say that I have been able to, thus far, keep that resolution even though it hasn't been very easy. Caregiving can surely take it's toll on a person both physically and mentally. I have learned that if I seek to find the good, and believe me some days I have to look hard, it becomes easier and easier to find. I have also learned that in wanting to find the good makes me more more aware of how I can make it happen.

(side note) I do however wish I wanted to find the good when I was a not so good Valentine. But I have beat myself up enough about that.

Monday I pulled myself away from my comp to have a nap with Hubby. When I woke, Hubby did too and he turned the TV on. I lay there watching the middle of a show I then became interested in and as it turned out was a marathon showing. Sounded good to me, got me away from the comp screen and made Hubby happy I was spending more time with him. Of course Hubby laid back down and went back to sleep so I just sat there in the bed watching the show and occasionally stroking hubby's hair to calm him during a bad dream or just to soothe myself, like stroking a cat.

I didn't realize how late it was getting even though I could see it was getting dark outside. I finally realized I was going to have a very late supper so I scooted off to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Unsure of what I wanted to prepare I grabbed a few random things from the freezer and cooked them. I then decided I would do something out of the ordinary and I put all the random items on a platter. I grabbed 2 forks and a table cloth and walked into the bedroom.

I proclaimed we were going to have a picnic.

Hubby stared at me like I was confused LOL! I proceeded to put the tablecloth across the bed and placed the platter in the middle of the bed. I then handed Hubby a fork and retreated to the kitchen to get beverages.

When I returned, Hubby was still confused and concerned he would get something on the bed. That was a hoot to me as he ALWAYS eats in his room. Of course he does eat at his over bed table and not from the center of the bed. I assured him the table cloth would help and if we got it dirty I would just change all the linens and sheets. Hubby was satisfied with that and we had our picnic.

We have been married for 28 yrs. This was a first for us and I plan it to not be our last as I rather enjoyed the quiet meal with Hubby.

Sometime in seeking the good we just have to make it the best we can with what we have.

It was a lovely day for a picnic, and as a friend pointed out, even better that there were no ants :)

1 comment:

  1. Oh how fun! I don't know if I could do this. I have always been an advocate against eating in the bed. I can't STAND to feel any sort of dirt or crumbs on my sheets! Maybe we could do it for breakfast and then I could wash the sheets afterward. *LOL* :)


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