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Oh my dear I know. I know. Hold on to this as a blessing if you can. when Keith was severely affected, once when they wheeled him into the lounge he held out his arms to me and said, it’s you, it’s beautiful YOU. I relive this over and over again.Kindred, you know, all i wanted to do was hold her and protect her. Deep down i feel it’s my job to do that but i’m more than satisfied logically that the home are there for me.
What i also wanted to say was as soon as she saw me get out the car she smiled and said i’m a lovely man. It just cracked me up
I have just been catching up on your recent posts and my heart goes out to you in your anguish.i needed to go shopping today so i drove to the shops which took me past the turn-off for Bridget’s home. Coming back i again passed the turn off. I didn’t go to the home although i had the opportunity on both occasions.
Just another instance where i’m doing things without her being aware and i felt guilty for not visiting. All the time i feel awkward and uneasy about not seeing her even though i went on Tuesday and it was a disaster. It all pulls at my heart strings and i now feel also that we’re drifting more and more apart. How could it be otherwise as i only see her 3/4 times a week and then only for a short while. We lose them to dementia and again physically.
Bless you all , Peter