I'm new here but I'm sure I'll be back frequently. My dad was recently diagnosed with AD. He's got moderate symptoms (according to the book I read anyway). He still knows us but is losing lots of memories and starting to struggle to put names and relationships and pictures of people together. He has brighter days when you can have conversations, and flat days when he's not really able to relate to us so well. The time before last when I saw him I don't think he remembered my name, but the last time I saw him he did and asked if it was me in a photo of him and me together that I'd taken over. He lives with my stepmother about 2 hours drive away. My sister and I are trying to go and give her as much respite as we can by going and staying for a few nights as often as possible so that she can get away and get some sleep (he's often up in the night and trails round the house after her and has to be out all the time putting an awful strain on her and her pocket I think).
Aside from watching my dad disappearing before my eyes and the hurt of his inability to remember my mother (I know it's the disease, not him, but it still hurts), I'm also anxious about the effect its going to have on us caring for him. It's going to be difficult and strained and living so far apart doesn't help communication. And because of this disease, the time we'll be together will now be focused on caring, and will be about letting my stepmother get away instead of being about being together and enjoying each other's company. In particular I worry that my stepmother struggles to ask for help from us - I keep saying "he's my dad" but I still think she feels guilty intruding on our lives and making demands. And I know she struggles with all kinds of feelings of guilt and frustration and doesn't find it easy talking about it all - I think that will come though. When she hears us saying the same things as she feels it kind of gives her permission to feel that way.
I think the hardest thing is how much his personality is changing. He's given up lots of things - from fear I think - but he was always a stubborn old sod and wouldn't be beaten by anything so it's hard to see. He's already become quite self centred for the most part which is a strain. And sort of flat a lot of the time although on a good day he still enjoys a silly giggle - like this weekend he was teasing me for drinking a bottle of water so I squirted some at him with a little more force than I intended so I splashed him - he thought that was hysterical!
And I can't bear to think how upsetting and frightening it must all be for him. And I'm scared about how long I can be patient and kind and how easy it will be as he fades further. We always used to get on like two cats in a bag! Now he's so vulnerable I manage to be more calm but how long for?
Anyway I've rambled on enough - just wanted to introduce myself really and I can't say I look forward to being here but you know what I mean I'm sure
Aside from watching my dad disappearing before my eyes and the hurt of his inability to remember my mother (I know it's the disease, not him, but it still hurts), I'm also anxious about the effect its going to have on us caring for him. It's going to be difficult and strained and living so far apart doesn't help communication. And because of this disease, the time we'll be together will now be focused on caring, and will be about letting my stepmother get away instead of being about being together and enjoying each other's company. In particular I worry that my stepmother struggles to ask for help from us - I keep saying "he's my dad" but I still think she feels guilty intruding on our lives and making demands. And I know she struggles with all kinds of feelings of guilt and frustration and doesn't find it easy talking about it all - I think that will come though. When she hears us saying the same things as she feels it kind of gives her permission to feel that way.
I think the hardest thing is how much his personality is changing. He's given up lots of things - from fear I think - but he was always a stubborn old sod and wouldn't be beaten by anything so it's hard to see. He's already become quite self centred for the most part which is a strain. And sort of flat a lot of the time although on a good day he still enjoys a silly giggle - like this weekend he was teasing me for drinking a bottle of water so I squirted some at him with a little more force than I intended so I splashed him - he thought that was hysterical!
And I can't bear to think how upsetting and frightening it must all be for him. And I'm scared about how long I can be patient and kind and how easy it will be as he fades further. We always used to get on like two cats in a bag! Now he's so vulnerable I manage to be more calm but how long for?
Anyway I've rambled on enough - just wanted to introduce myself really and I can't say I look forward to being here but you know what I mean I'm sure