Friday, September 14, 2012... What is it I have, again?

Fairly good day, and as usual the same questions, such as, where is my bank statement,  is that what it is, why do i have it, how does the money get there.  BUT, interesting Mac remembered today that he woke  up during the night as I was getting in bed - he thought I was someone else, and so he got up to check that his wallet was there..today he laughed about it and said, isn't it funny that I didn't realize it was you...I thought you were some boy.  That was so on target, I said, wow you remember you did that last night, that's right, you were so anxious to check your wallet, but you didn't tell me you thought I was a boy..no - i realized quite soon, when you hugged me - hey that's no boy...then we both laughted...

It is so good that we can laugh about these things together, and tonight we took another little walk, only just around the block.  met one of our neighbours who was telling us about the wonderful rooms they have at the Champlain for her friend who is now staying there...the people are caring etc etc.   I said, well Mac has alheimers and has had it for at least 6 or 7 years now, but he doesn't have to go anywhere - he's doing o.k. here at home.  She looked surprised when i mentioned it - but I think it's something that we BOTH have to face...After we left he said - what is it I have again?  I told him Alheimers...well he kind of said, isn't that where the memory is all gone... i said well it is memory loss, - tell me said mac ...when does that effect me?

i said...like when you can't remember where the bathroom is, when you can't remembe if we have had our dinner....when you forget where our house is...don't remember the phone number...This may seem harsh, but I want him to face facts so that when we go to the Doc.  he will accept that he must see the doctor and discuss the best treatment and how he can perhaps get more help...meet others like himself and generally not try to hide the fact from himself.   it surely is no fun to go through this, not for him or myself, but one of the things caregivers must learn is to share their feelings well, i like to share them with my best friend,  and that is Mac...g'nite, will be back next week.