Disclaimer

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.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

It's not all bad

Oh, there's sunshine,
Blessed sunshine,
While the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face,
There is sunshine in my soul.

YAY for warm air and sunshine.
Please remind me come mid July and Aug that I said this! ;-)

Hubby had another good day. Not as good as yesterday but still good.
He even attempted to go outside with our 3 yr old grandson and me, so we could feed the birds.
I asked Hubby if he wanted to go with us after grandsons squeals from my suggestion subsided.
Grandson and I laid on the bed looking at the ceiling while we waited for Hubby/Pappaw to come out of the bathroom. When he did, he needed a little assistance which we provided. Grandson retrieved Pappaws shoes for him then ran to get his own sunglasses so he could "have glasses like Pappaw".

Pappaw shuffled to the door and Grandson bounded out with seed cup in hand.
I waited patiently for Pappaw as I held the seed bags.
When we finally made it outside, Grandson and I waited in the yard as Pappaw made his way to us.
Smiling Grandson told Pappaw, "Come on Pappaw."
Pappaw informed Grandson that, "Pappaw moves kinda slow, Big Boy".

To which Grandson declares, "Walk faster".
I laughed so hard. Ahhh it was obvious what needed to be done!! Why haven't we thought of that?!! LOL!!

Still laughing I told Grandson I better help Pappaw, so I traded hands for the birdseed and took Hubby's arm.
Grandson, walked over to me and said "Here Happy" (my grandma name). He handed me the seed cup. Now I'm thinking he has lost all interest in the birds now that we have taken so long and he is leaving me stranded with the seeds and the cup to do the job myself while he runs off to play or find some mischief. Either way they mean the same to him,
But instead, Grandson walks to the other side of Pappaw and takes him by the hand as we walk.

It was a priceless moment.

1 comment:

  1. Ohhh, this made me smile. Such wonderful memories in the making these are. I love that Happy is your grandma name :o)

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