The staff at your OH’s home sound so lovely and supportive, but I think I might cry too if I heard a beautiful rendition of over the rainbow, I love Eva Cassidy’s version. I wish I had lovely singing voice but whenever I sing dad usually laughs. Mum said there were some lovely entertainers at dad’s home the other day who sang beautifully and did funny sketches, she really enjoyed them as did the other residents, although she is never to sure how much dad took in as he was quite sleepy.
I was thinking about your question ‘it isn’t what you’ve had, it’s what you have now that counts’ and I’m not really too sure what to make of that either, I think I’ll let someone else answer that one.
Two weeks ago dad was really drowsy and we were wondering if this was a downturn in his condition. I could see my mum was devestated, but his medication was reduced and we saw him come back to life within a couple of days, sadly though he can still no longer walk though. Dad’s brother was over from America last month and it had been just under a year since he visited and I think he was shocked and saddened at the vast deterioration in his little brother. It’s all so heartbreaking and so cruel.
My dad always looked so fit and well and younger than his years that many people didn’t realise he had dementia to look at him. He could fool people for a long time by not saying much but answering appropriately with short reply’s to questions. He no longer can fool people anymore but still doesn’t look 72.
I was thinking about your question ‘it isn’t what you’ve had, it’s what you have now that counts’ and I’m not really too sure what to make of that either, I think I’ll let someone else answer that one.
Two weeks ago dad was really drowsy and we were wondering if this was a downturn in his condition. I could see my mum was devestated, but his medication was reduced and we saw him come back to life within a couple of days, sadly though he can still no longer walk though. Dad’s brother was over from America last month and it had been just under a year since he visited and I think he was shocked and saddened at the vast deterioration in his little brother. It’s all so heartbreaking and so cruel.
My dad always looked so fit and well and younger than his years that many people didn’t realise he had dementia to look at him. He could fool people for a long time by not saying much but answering appropriately with short reply’s to questions. He no longer can fool people anymore but still doesn’t look 72.