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Just found out my dad has Alzheimer's he's only 62 . I'm struggling to accept it.
My husband wants things to do. He's always been busy doing something, and that's what he still wants. But now I have to think of jobs he can manage, and as his condition gets worse, it gets harder to find anything he can do without hands on help. He has to be talked through the simplest task. Making tea, for instance....1 fill the kettle. ( how much water?). 2 switch the kettle on. ( where's the switch?) 3 open the cupboard and take out the tea caddy.( which cupboard? Which tin? How many bags?
Mil had a dreadful day yesterday - I don't think there was a physical/medical issue to have caused it, no sign of a UTI and I am 99% certain that constipation wasn't the issue.
Nevertheless, from early yesterday morning, till her bedtime last night, the poor woman was confused and tormented by delusion after delusion, and extreme confusion and upset.
She was up pretty early, and came through the door into the dining room in tears.
She had no clothes,
Updated Yesterday at 08:41 AM by Ann Mac
No one at the ALF wanted to change her meds. A nurse there told me that her chart says Alzheimer's--odd, as no other record I've seen says this. They felt I should contact Mom's neuropsych about it.
I did. Though we just saw this person, who at the time had no suggestions besides to join the clinical trial , he wanted us to come back in, so I moved up our next appt so we can discuss this.
I have the feeling he is not going to agree. I've printed out several
Well, my husband was up, washed, shaved, dressed and ready by 8.30am - time for a cup of tea before the pick up at around 9.15am.
Unfortunately the mini bus was running late. We received a phone call at 9.30am to confirm it was on its way - and by 10am it had pulled up.
My husband managed the delay quite well. He had been a little fidgety before the phone call - but then was able to relax once it was confirmed that he had not been forgotten.