Went to see dad today, with mum as usual. She seems to find it hard to visit him - it is very sad, this much is very true.
Occasionally mum is tearful but actually has said more than once that it's herself she feels sorry for, not him - he is 'oblivious'. I don't think she is being selfish, as such (or am I making excuses for her?) - she is recovering from carer breakdown and to a certain extent its self -preservation.
I've had a far harder time coping with her breakdown than his diagnosis, deterioration and move into care.
I have discovered that the mum I thought I knew does not exist - she is not the person I thought she was. At all. This has been hard to accept ... its taken quite a while for me to come to terms with this. I actually don't like her very much (apologies to anyone who finds that offensive - I think many of you will know where I'm coming from). Everything is about appearances - not truth. She is judgemental, opinionated and manipulative.
From my point of view dad still 'contains' the dad that once was - even if he is hidden. It's important to me that I visit him - because (as someone on here very wisely said) I know who HE is, even though he may not (always) know who I am. I can't tell if he knows me if I'm perfectly honest because he can no longer speak and is totally expressionless most of the time. When we visit I find I am doing the lions share of the chatting/helping - I like to hold his hand and have a cuddle if I'm lucky. I help him with the newspaper (even if it is upside down) and help him drink his tea without dripping. I show him photos of the family on my phone and sometimes I take in my laptop and do him a little slideshow. Mum sits across the room and observes, occasionally talking to him but not very often. If he ever attempts to speak (his voice is little more than a whisper, and apart from 'Yes' and 'No', unintelligible) she will look at me, and sigh and say 'what did he say?'
The next step I have to cope with on the dementia journey is what I feel is going to happen (but of course I may be totally wrong) - that if dad fails to recognise mum, or realise she is there - she will stop going to see him. She has said more than once when we had to go on a different day than usual 'he won't know/realise' or 'it doesn't matter'.
Has anyone else come across this? I will still go and visit my dad, regardless - he's MY dad, whoever he might have become. Obviously it's her choice - totally, I would never force her to go. I'd hate her to regret not seeing him but her life seems to be full of secrets and things hidden that he'll just be one more 'thing' to be shoved under the carpet.
That was a bit gloomy! Sorry!
Occasionally mum is tearful but actually has said more than once that it's herself she feels sorry for, not him - he is 'oblivious'. I don't think she is being selfish, as such (or am I making excuses for her?) - she is recovering from carer breakdown and to a certain extent its self -preservation.
I've had a far harder time coping with her breakdown than his diagnosis, deterioration and move into care.
I have discovered that the mum I thought I knew does not exist - she is not the person I thought she was. At all. This has been hard to accept ... its taken quite a while for me to come to terms with this. I actually don't like her very much (apologies to anyone who finds that offensive - I think many of you will know where I'm coming from). Everything is about appearances - not truth. She is judgemental, opinionated and manipulative.
From my point of view dad still 'contains' the dad that once was - even if he is hidden. It's important to me that I visit him - because (as someone on here very wisely said) I know who HE is, even though he may not (always) know who I am. I can't tell if he knows me if I'm perfectly honest because he can no longer speak and is totally expressionless most of the time. When we visit I find I am doing the lions share of the chatting/helping - I like to hold his hand and have a cuddle if I'm lucky. I help him with the newspaper (even if it is upside down) and help him drink his tea without dripping. I show him photos of the family on my phone and sometimes I take in my laptop and do him a little slideshow. Mum sits across the room and observes, occasionally talking to him but not very often. If he ever attempts to speak (his voice is little more than a whisper, and apart from 'Yes' and 'No', unintelligible) she will look at me, and sigh and say 'what did he say?'
The next step I have to cope with on the dementia journey is what I feel is going to happen (but of course I may be totally wrong) - that if dad fails to recognise mum, or realise she is there - she will stop going to see him. She has said more than once when we had to go on a different day than usual 'he won't know/realise' or 'it doesn't matter'.
Has anyone else come across this? I will still go and visit my dad, regardless - he's MY dad, whoever he might have become. Obviously it's her choice - totally, I would never force her to go. I'd hate her to regret not seeing him but her life seems to be full of secrets and things hidden that he'll just be one more 'thing' to be shoved under the carpet.
That was a bit gloomy! Sorry!