How did it go Sunshine Chrissy? Like you it's almost four weeks now since my husband went into residential care. Even though I know we couldn't go on as we were, I'm frequently overwhelmed by sadness.
As the days go by I'm finding that the implications (and emotions) of this huge change that's happened to us are kind of drip-feeding themselves into my consciousness - processing it all looks as if it's going to happen inch by inch.
Today I'm feeling a sort of shock at the abruptness of the change - in the blink of an eye all the normal things that previously surrounded him (shops, ordinary people, buses, pubs, the garden, cafes, streets, his home, the car, me) have been removed from his life, probably forever. I'm finding that's a stark truth to think about.
How did it go Sunshine Chrissy? Like you it's almost four weeks now since my husband went into residential care. Even though I know we couldn't go on as we were, I'm frequently overwhelmed by sadness.
As the days go by I'm finding that the implications (and emotions) of this huge change that's happened to us are kind of drip-feeding themselves into my consciousness - processing it all looks as if it's going to happen inch by inch.
Today I'm feeling a sort of shock at the abruptness of the change - in the blink of an eye all the normal things that previously surrounded him (shops, ordinary people, buses, pubs, the garden, cafes, streets, his home, the car, me) have been removed from his life, probably forever. I'm finding that's a stark truth to think about.
We have to keep strong in the knowledge that in these horrible circumstances we are ALL of us simply doing the best we can against ghastly odds, with the best motives. As Violet Jane said - don't let dementia take both lives.
We have to keep strong in the knowledge that in these horrible circumstances we are ALL of us simply doing the best we can against ghastly odds, with the best motives. As Violet Jane said - don't let dementia take both lives.