Hi. How is it going as you have not posted for a few days
@DesperateofDevon
I have become hermit like my lovely! Channeling my inner hippopotamus & wallowing away a little. I find by cocooning myself away from life that I can actually cope a little better, along with the desire to sleep most of the time life’s just slipping by until Monday & Dads funeral.
I did venture out with OH & daughter to Longleat & the festival of light. The crowds were overwhelming & I found myself transfixed by a star installation & another piece a projection onto the main house. Next day total exhaustion & a feeling of peace
So all in all I’m okay I think?
Dads eulogy i have written& rewritten & I hope I’ve done him justice.
Aged Mother seems happy ( well as happy as Aged Mother can be ) in her routine & is happily complaining away about family members not paying her enough attention or deference- so no change there !
Meanwhile I’ve come to terms with the fact that Mother won’t shed a tear for Dad, her dementia means that empathy is long gone & any grief is only for herself & her situation. Crocodile tears ( or wailing without any tears ) the reality ofMothers dementia means friends & family are now faced with the reality of the situation as the Hostess mode switch is obviously on the blink!
Mothers Neighbours have long gone past sympathy & actually avoid not only Mum but now me, which is sad as I do understand how awful she has been but she is a sick old woman as well.
As Mums closest friend repeatedly tells me this will all reach a natural conclusion. A fact I am still coming to terms with.
living with dementia is a multi faceted experience, I’m clinging onto the funny incidents firmly with both hands & trying to let go of all the negative memories
Take care lovely
& thank you for thinking of me
Xx