I’m sitting here wondering if I’ve done the right thing in not honouring Fathers Day.
My Dad is 80 and is hurtling through the moderate stage to late stage Alzheimer’s. He no longer really knows who I am; most of the time he thinks I’m just one of the carers.
I took him out for a drive yesterday then back to mine for a bit. He thought my husband was my brother and when my teenage son greeted him, afterwards my Dad turned to me and said “He called me Grandad?!”
It’s all so heart breaking but I meet him where he is and thought it might confuse him more if I made a fuss of Fathers Day.
Wretched disease.
My Dad is 80 and is hurtling through the moderate stage to late stage Alzheimer’s. He no longer really knows who I am; most of the time he thinks I’m just one of the carers.
I took him out for a drive yesterday then back to mine for a bit. He thought my husband was my brother and when my teenage son greeted him, afterwards my Dad turned to me and said “He called me Grandad?!”
It’s all so heart breaking but I meet him where he is and thought it might confuse him more if I made a fuss of Fathers Day.
Wretched disease.