Very often Mac asks this question, sometimes it's because we've been down to the dining room for our dinner - where there are so many people and then we come back home - to our apartment...but other times it's like this evening, after we have said goodbye to our 4 daughters - granddaughter and great granddaughter...then we came back to our lovely quiet place...Well, he said - "where is everybody" - I explain, we've just said, goodbye to all our girls. "Where did they go", he asked, and of course I replied all gone to their own homes. "Oh that's nice ...he said...and it truly is, we are happy they all have their homes, and we have ours', .but, it takes some time for Mac to kind of get that into perspective...not that he realizes they are his daughters but somehow the familiarity of it all is understood by him. Of course Finley, our great grandaughter at only two and a half can make him laugh, plays the game of getting to his chair before him...and charm him .. So then he wonders where he wonders are the people that seem to know me so well. And then that moment passes.
I'm back on line with a new computer, and much has happened in the days that we have been without the computer. Mac has required 3 more times of taking a special pill for agitation - a nice word for "going around he bend", because he is anxious or completely frustrated, the good thing is the pill works, he sleeps and behaves so much better the next day - as usually the episodes are in the evening before bed.
As usual we've had our daily walk, either to the lake or the stores - tomorrow we'll make the walk again, but it's getting slower and slower...I've been wondering which comes first the slow walking or because of weather or other problem we haven't gone for a long walk therefore, his shuffle or walk is really really slow...then again he will surprise me and do a jaunty kind of two step-but that lasts all of one second.
We have now met two other couples much like ourselves living here, they have just recently moved in, this is great for me in particular- to have a person, in both cases it's the wife, looking after a husband -with alzheimers -one lady is 90 years old and really sharp, the other like myself is 82, and her health isn't the greatest she is on oxygen tubes-and apparently now regrets moving her husband out of a long care place to be with him in a place like this. She feels really tied down, and finds it very difficult...but he was not doing well and so wanted to be with her..
So as time goes on, we may have some more time with these new neighbours, but Mac has no comment when we meet them. he is always keen to move on after we talk for a few minutes with others, as following conversations, and answering questions causes anxiety..
.Thursday of last week we went with the Teapot (over 55 grp) to the old port of Montreal, t'was lovely
- but not for Mac, who was sure I was lost and he could hardly wait to get on the bus and travel back home...walking around the port, looking at a tall ship, seeing lovely old buildings, flea market, and Montreal's latest new beach at the port...with lovely sand and parasols, but no swimming...was, for
sure - not for him...his anxiety and nervousness were such that he was literally shaking at times...causing him to be angry with me for taking him there. Will have to give more thought to these kind of trips in future...home is where he is the happiest; and bed where he is now - the best, so that's where I'll join him, g'nite.
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