Hello. It’s been some time since I last posted but saw something today that really reminded me of my mum not long before she died. I have no where else to share that understands so posting on here again.
I was scrolling through Facebook and saw a friend’s video of an old lady with advanced dementia she visits lying in her bed in her room at her care home. My friend had her little dog sat on the lady’s chest so she could stroke it. She just looked blankly at the dog for a while but then asked whether the dog was smacking her when the dog started gently pawing her. My friend told her the dog wanted to be stroked and placed her hand on it. The lady didn’t stroke it. She just left her hand how it had been placed and didn’t say anything else.
Although the woman doesn’t really look like my mum, she really reminded me of her. That blank stare she used to have when looking (or not looking) at something. Something that before she would have understood what to do with or how to interact with.
It made me feel very sad.
I was scrolling through Facebook and saw a friend’s video of an old lady with advanced dementia she visits lying in her bed in her room at her care home. My friend had her little dog sat on the lady’s chest so she could stroke it. She just looked blankly at the dog for a while but then asked whether the dog was smacking her when the dog started gently pawing her. My friend told her the dog wanted to be stroked and placed her hand on it. The lady didn’t stroke it. She just left her hand how it had been placed and didn’t say anything else.
Although the woman doesn’t really look like my mum, she really reminded me of her. That blank stare she used to have when looking (or not looking) at something. Something that before she would have understood what to do with or how to interact with.
It made me feel very sad.