There are so many different rather sad events happening these days..not only in our lives, i.e. Mac's in particular, that it is wonderful when something lovely happens and that's what I'd like to just make sure I don't forget and that is how lovely it was to hold our newest great grandchild - Lachlan Lorne Fergeson, he was born January 15 2014 How sweet and beautiful he is; and how funny that Finley his 3 yr old sister, wants to call him "Private" after a penquin in a movie!!!
When I tried to explain to Mac how he held my thumb with his tiny little fingers, he said "where is it", I thought he meant the baby or the thumb - but no, he meant his chair. He really has so many problems with focusing - trying to sit down - I hadn't even tried to sit him down, I was telling him about the baby, but again he hears and other times he just doesn't hear. Today, he was especially off-target, in walking, talking, sitting, standing, eating but at the same time, he was funny. He would kind of joke and say, it was my fault I didn't get whatever in the proper place etc. and somehow I found everything hilarious (must be tired)..getting him to bed especially was funny and it kind of rubbed off on him as he finally laughed too...and as I said to my friend in an email
we need to laugh otherwise we’d spend tons of time crying…Getting Mac ready for bed, I couldn’t stop laughing, as he would curse me saying how stupid I didn’t know how to put his diaper on, and needed help..can you believe I laughed at that. That’s why I think I need a vacation for sure.
Even his room-mate Walter made me laugh (not intentionally and certainly I tried to make sure he didn't hear me). BUT, as I've mentioned before when they help to get Mac ready for bed, he swears a blue streak, when they try to get Walter ready - he says "oy oy oy"...well tonight surprise. He said, "hey stop, Jesus Christ", and when Abdel said "I'm just trying to clean you...he said "balls"..I was shocked, and I know where he is getting his newfound bad language, his room mate has been a bad example.
Actually as long as I'm calm, smiling, and being matter of fact...it goes fairly well now..but I am letting the preposees do the bottom half of his body i.e pull ups or diapers - I wash, then they do the rest..Taking off his sweater can be a problem. The other night my daughter Gaye did it and even put his undershirt and then his nightshirt on, easily, she is a natural. I have to say I'm fortunate with the help ..but it can be sad to see others struggling without help - eating, walking etc..
My friend Madolin sent me the following - I've had it in before and plan to give it to the staff Director to use at a conference that will be for staff and family Feb. 12...
An Alzheimer's Poem
Do not ask me to remember.
Don't try to make me understand.
Let me rest and know you're with me.
Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.
I'm confused beyond your concept.
I am sad and sick and lost.
All I know is that I need you to be
With me at all cost.
Do not lose your patience with me.
Do not scold or curse or cry.
I can't help the way I'm acting.
Can't be different though I try.
Just remember that I need you.
That the best of me is gone.
Please don't fail to stand beside me.
Love me 'til my life is done.
So thanks Madolin,and g'nite.
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