Caring for my wife Dee has been easy up until now. It’s been physically tiring from having to do everything although this has been eased by help from the Alzheimer’s Society and Crossroads.
Dee has been sweet and loving all through our married life of nearly 50 years – apart from the minor things that happen to everyone. And Dee has remained loving ever since I noticed something odd in her behaviour in 2004 and since her diagnosis of AD in 2006.
But in the last month, her character has changed and I am seeing a different person who is not Dee. Blaming me for concealing the fact that we moving (which we are not) and for letting so many people be in the house (there aren’t any). She is convinced that I am having secret conversations but I am not. Dee likes the visits by ladies from Crossroads, the Alz Society and a cleaner lady so the “people” must be in her mind.
Dee is devoted to a family member who is seriously ill, but it doesn’t seem to register in her mind how serious the illness is, which is totally out of character.
So many changes and she is watching me all the time and suspicious. It’s not all bad though because she is still soft and loving when I tuck her into bed. So although the day may have been bad, there are still the last few moments of the day to cherish
I will go on caring for, and loving her, but this last month has been very difficult.
As the future now looks much bleaker than it did two months ago, I am using TP to vent my feelings as anyone without knowledge of AD would never understand.
What a dreadful illness Alzheimer’s is.
Dee has been sweet and loving all through our married life of nearly 50 years – apart from the minor things that happen to everyone. And Dee has remained loving ever since I noticed something odd in her behaviour in 2004 and since her diagnosis of AD in 2006.
But in the last month, her character has changed and I am seeing a different person who is not Dee. Blaming me for concealing the fact that we moving (which we are not) and for letting so many people be in the house (there aren’t any). She is convinced that I am having secret conversations but I am not. Dee likes the visits by ladies from Crossroads, the Alz Society and a cleaner lady so the “people” must be in her mind.
Dee is devoted to a family member who is seriously ill, but it doesn’t seem to register in her mind how serious the illness is, which is totally out of character.
So many changes and she is watching me all the time and suspicious. It’s not all bad though because she is still soft and loving when I tuck her into bed. So although the day may have been bad, there are still the last few moments of the day to cherish
I will go on caring for, and loving her, but this last month has been very difficult.
As the future now looks much bleaker than it did two months ago, I am using TP to vent my feelings as anyone without knowledge of AD would never understand.
What a dreadful illness Alzheimer’s is.