. We are going on a med cruise next year but the journey from Civitavecchia to Rome is too far for me.
Hi Slugsta
From the little I've seen, the films & various reading I've done, I think that the angry frustration of not being able to do things, like wring a mop or push a Hoover, seem to be replaced by an anxiety of lack of control, leading to needing people near to comfort. So, personally, I'm expecting to swop aggression caused by anxiety of inability for anxiety caused by lack of control
. It's just my view & based a fair bit on what I know if mums character pre Alz
Mums moods do seem to follow a set pattern
, if I can catch the sign, I can at least ward off the worst, but I'm not always quick enough off the mark. Other times I'm tired & don't manage it well at all
She will have 1, 2 or even 3 days where she sleeps a lot & is generally less anxious, not happy, but not stressy or nasty. The day following this sleepy period is filled with anxiety & she will clean, weed, cut the grass, paint a fence, wash, mop floors ... with me trying to get her to slow down, take breaks, but it's like she's making up for being "lazy".
Nothing works. She gulps down a coffee & is off. She hoovered up a cake & is off
She can be very nasty & I have found I can only try & then walk away. Then try again.
Needless to say, she is then exhausted & very snappy. Everything is my fault & little calms her
The next day she continually complains of being sore & tired
If the weather is nice I try to get her into town, her mood improves, but she gets tired & it starts again
We've had the "poor little girl" act for the last 2 days & if I hadn't gone out today I'd have been locked up tonight
I'm expecting tomorrow to be "woe is me". She's tidied some of my things, but when I suggested she leaves my 8 pieces of printing, in a corner, barely visible & maybe tidied her own table with 3 books, glasses, 2 magazines, a neck pillow & whatever else, I got told "I live here too"
She's aware that she's mixing up,words, can't find the right one at times & it's frustrating her. It's almost like she's diverting the focus by asking me silly irritating questions when I'm quiet. I don't do talking for the sake of it, so asking how I am every time I walk in the room is driving me nuts
Sorry, bit of a moaning rant there
I hope the cruise is everything you want it to be. Dad used to say cruising suited mum, as she only had to make one decision a day, as she choose all her means at breakfast!!! Mind you, they did do a few
I'm glad your mum is still enjoying her chocolate, but sorry she is in pain again. It's got to be hard to see. I find the anxiety hard enough to cope with
Hope Skycat is still eating well & purring up a storm