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.

Monday, April 5, 2010

Sufficient Day

"I messed things up, didn't I?"

I had to agree with hubby's statement. We were in a fix.
The next statement made me laugh,

"You didn't have to agree with me."

I had to laugh and hugged him tightly. He then said "I know I can get hateful sometimes." his way of apologizing.
I said that I understood that it isn't always him and he can't help it, for the most part. I hugged him again and reminded him I loved him. He said he loved me too.

I have this very deep faith. I follow the leader of my heart. Even with this faith, many times I see a road that looks easier to take and attempt to travel it only to find myself in a mess for sure. I run back to the leader and find Him waiting for my return and happy to see me. I follow and the way looks steep, narrow and scary. I cover my eyes and ask "Are You sure, are you sure?" but I keep walking. I wonder if He sighs as we pass another pretty path and I point to it with anticipation to go that way. Forging ahead there are times I find myself mired down in the day to day monotony so I sit on a stump and just sit and sit. Absorbed in myself  and my situation until I get knocked off by some strong event. Again I follow for fear of being swallowed up in fear, depression, anger and bitterness. Not that I'm not chewed on by them, I just don't want to be swallowed.

One day I know I will come out on the other side until then I take one day at a time. I try and do the best I can for the day and let tomorrow worry about itself.

Truthfully I wasn't sure how we would get out of our fix. I just knew that I would do what I could for the day. Blessed beyond words by the most understanding people, prayer warriors and family. Our youngest daughter and our blessing of a son in law took it upon themselves to pay one of our bills. My heart rejoices that they want to take care of us, at the same time my heart hurts that they felt it necessary. All of our children and family and friends have rallied to offer help in whatever way. I believed it would all work out some way and to some degree it has.

Hubby had the bank check from the account he closed. He never signed it for me to use as it is in both of our names. He even hid it from me by putting it under a drawer. He later revealed it's location to me after we had the mess conversation. He finally signed it and I shall carry it to the bank and open an account in my name and pay our due bills. Of course it will only go so far and when it's gone it's gone but at the very least the bills will be paid this month. God is always an on time God :-)

The next obstacle is his monthly checks. When will they arrive and how will we be able to use them if he hides them also? But that's a problem for tomorrow.

Matthew 6:34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.


  1. My father used to always tell me that things always change, nothing stays the same. Tomorrow is always better. This lesson that my dad taught me has helped me get through the really rough days, the days when I would say exactly what you stated in this post... "Oh boy, am I ever going to get out of this mess?"

    I always do. It always rights itself.

    Stay with God.

  2. Susan said it all - stay with God. His mercies are new everyday.

    I understand how you feel about your daughter and son-in-law helping. My dad went through the same thing. Speaking from a daughter's point of view I can tell you that it was an honor for me to be able to help them when the time came. They did so much for me it was only natural.


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