Dear, Dear Bel, There came a time when I had to be honest to my husband, as well as myself.
I knew he had Alzheimers, our son knew and so did our family and friends. My husband also knew, but he didn`t really know what it meant.
Now, whenever he has a bad day, or a bad hour I tell him it`s because he has Alzheimers. He asks for tablets, I tell him he is getting all the tablets available. He has a lapse, I tell him I`m logging it to see if there`s a pattern. Slowly, slowly I think he`s beginning to realize he will get worse.
When this first started, he was cross when I tried to help him. Now he is accepting it. When it first started, I cried every time I had to help him. Now I seem to be getting used to it.
I`ve now stopped trying to pretend nothing`s wrong. When he`s bad, I`m sorry, when he`s OK, I try to make the most of it.
At the moment, I`m feeling pretty strong, but I don`t expect it to last. I also don`t know how I`ll be when I come to the next milestone. All I can do, is play it by ear. I think that`s all anyone can do.
Chin up Bel. You can do it. Love Sylvia x