Dear all
Haven't posted much about mum of late. Have been plodding on, like the rest of you. There is a noticeable deterioration in her condition now and even though she puts a brave face on it all, it's heartbreaking so see her like this. Her clothes hang off her (she weighs just over six stone). I've had her to the doc, several times and we've tried different approaches but to no avail. Sometimes she seems to have an incredible insight into her condition; this recent conversation is typical: Mum: "Since I've had that stroke, I'm more forgetful than ever and I just don't seem to have the interest in things, I don't want to do anything, I'm much better when people are around." Later, when watching Corry, a scene with the dreary Gail in the wheelchair describing her temporary memory loss as like trying to reach through a fog and not quite getting what you were after. Me: "Is that what it's like for you mum, with your memory problem." Mum: "No, it's not. I don't have a problem, it's everyone else that has the problem. If you stopped going on at me all the time, I'd be alright. I'm perfectly fine." The latter said at an ever increasing volume. This from a woman who is capable of forgetting in the space of sixty seconds conversations, TV, anything.
I hate it. Absolutely hate it.
Where has she gone, the mum that I loved - and who is this fickle thing before me - who is convinced that all is well when the walls are crumbling around her?
And what a toil it is, to sit and take it, to run ragged and get no acknowledgement of thanks because of an absolute conviction on her part that it is she who does everything.
Moan over! Much gnashing of teeth from me but thanks to TP my spleen is now vented and guilt monster is off my back!! Thanks for listening all - know you understand exactly what it's like.
Have just realised I've posted this in the "Younger People with Dementia" inst. of main forum. Oops.
xx
Haven't posted much about mum of late. Have been plodding on, like the rest of you. There is a noticeable deterioration in her condition now and even though she puts a brave face on it all, it's heartbreaking so see her like this. Her clothes hang off her (she weighs just over six stone). I've had her to the doc, several times and we've tried different approaches but to no avail. Sometimes she seems to have an incredible insight into her condition; this recent conversation is typical: Mum: "Since I've had that stroke, I'm more forgetful than ever and I just don't seem to have the interest in things, I don't want to do anything, I'm much better when people are around." Later, when watching Corry, a scene with the dreary Gail in the wheelchair describing her temporary memory loss as like trying to reach through a fog and not quite getting what you were after. Me: "Is that what it's like for you mum, with your memory problem." Mum: "No, it's not. I don't have a problem, it's everyone else that has the problem. If you stopped going on at me all the time, I'd be alright. I'm perfectly fine." The latter said at an ever increasing volume. This from a woman who is capable of forgetting in the space of sixty seconds conversations, TV, anything.
I hate it. Absolutely hate it.
Where has she gone, the mum that I loved - and who is this fickle thing before me - who is convinced that all is well when the walls are crumbling around her?
And what a toil it is, to sit and take it, to run ragged and get no acknowledgement of thanks because of an absolute conviction on her part that it is she who does everything.
Moan over! Much gnashing of teeth from me but thanks to TP my spleen is now vented and guilt monster is off my back!! Thanks for listening all - know you understand exactly what it's like.
Have just realised I've posted this in the "Younger People with Dementia" inst. of main forum. Oops.
xx
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