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Ive taken a day off. Went to town, had nails done, massage, facial. Feel great. No guilt, well a little. Mum did not miss me, sister had to step up. Once a month from now on! :😆
A few weeks of no moods I thought a miracle had happened but last few days have been worrying. The OH forgets things she asked 10 seconds previously and asks the same question constantly..is this a sign that things a getting worse. Mood changes are rapid from loving one minute and hating me the next mi nute then denying ever saying such a thing. I am not sure if I am doing the right thing by ignoring the nasty remarks knowing that she is going to deny them its very frightening.
My Dear Talk pointers,
It is time for bed. Tomorrow I end this shift with granny (my dad takes over) and go home to my baby boy. He will be three in October, I have missed him so much and I'm just over the moon that I can be with him on his birthday
I would like to say to you all that you are amazing, I have not read one post where I thought, should of tried harder, done better, thought more carefully.
Your strength, grace, love and humanity is breathtaking
Originally Posted by Grey Lad
When we decide to go to bed after another long day and it's 10 pm at the latest another routine begins: pillow sorting. The two pillows on Maureen's side of the bed are examined; they are too hard, too high and someone has changed them around or taken hers away. The first move is generally to take one away, then she decides she needs a replacement and looks for another. Generally, after something approaching twenty minutes the original pillows are back on the bed where they
I dont know how I got through my visit to dad yesterdsy.never saw it coming that he wouldnt even speak to me. So so sad. I even tried feeding him which had to be like a baby and he wouldnt eat. He had just shut down and eventually I kept coaxing him to speak and all he said was I want to die. How bloody awful in tears whilst I write it now. All I could do was try and tell him I love him and try to reassure him. In thr end I had to phone my brothr as I wasnt sure if I should take him immedietly to