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.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Awkward situation

Poor Hubby.

What a down turn we have taken mentally over the last few days.
Hubby gets a word or phrase in his head and for a while that's all that comes out even though he will be talking about something completely different.
This is harder to decipher and much more frustrating for Hubby because he knows what he is saying even though he doesn't realize the words are wrong. To him, I'm the one that keeps getting things messed up.

Hubby has also been on his obsessive kick. Those watches and rings and pieces of scrap and junk jewelry. I think if he asks me to set the time once more on that piece of junk watch I shall hide it from him. (evil laugh)

A few nights ago he had everything all spread out before he went to bed. As usual I went to bed late. I slept in the next morning so the room was bright when I woke and looked over at Hubby. He was sleeping on his side facing me. For some reason I noticed he was wearing his fathers military dog tags, a gold necklace, a bracelet, a wedding band that wasn't his, another ring and a watch. Talk about bling! What a site to wake to.

Caring for a person with dementia is a little like having a child in reverse.
I wouldn't yell at my child for falling asleep in their dress up so why should I be upset about Hubby.
I wouldn't feel bad about smiling at the site of my child. I might even take a picture of it.
I don't feel bad about smiling at Hubby although I wouldn't take a picture of it.
No, Hubby doesn't appear to feel scared or threatened to be here. As long as he feels content and safe I say bling all you want Hubby. just keep your clothes on.

Tonight's obsession is with his cell phone. Hubby insists it doesn't work, so in an effort to "help" I called it from our house phone. I stepped out of the room as we spoke then returned to the room. I said "See, it works." Hubby was staring at the phone.
He said "How do I know?"
I answered, "I just called and talked to you."
He insisted that it was not me he spoke to so I contained my giggling, took a deep breath and called him again.
This time I stayed in the room.
Hubby flipped it up when it rang. Said hello without placing it to his mouth or ear. I reminded him to do that. He said hello again.
Then the following conversation ensued
 I said "Hello"
"See, the phone works"
"How do you know?"
"I'm calling you, see I'll even wave at you."
I wave
I say, "See, I'm waving at you"
Hubby says "Yes, I see her"
Hubby waves and turns back to phone
I say "I love you"
Hubby pauses
I repeat
Hubby turns around to look at me then turns his back to me and says in the phone, "You do? OK Bye"

By this time I'm laughing and can not even continue the phone lesson.
Hubby has no interest anyway after a strange woman just professed her love to him!!

I am SO glad I'm writing all this down.

1 comment:

  1. My mom's into bling too. it's pretty funny.

    the phone conversation cracked me up! Thx for the laugh.


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