It’s been a while since there was time to write. The days have gone by so fast. I guess that happens as we get older. It is the days that get shorter, isn’t it?
The move to assisted living is over and my parents are settling in fairly well. Mom is content. I can’t say she’s really happy because it will never be like home but she is content. It’s the best we could have hoped for. The first two months were hard for Dad. Something about the room reminded him of the time when Mom had her stroke and he became obsessed with thinking it had happened again. He worries about her so much that for a time we thought he might die from grief. Thankfully, he began to adjust and then…sundowner’s syndrome kicked in. The next few weeks were really hard as he began to get extremely agitated in the late afternoon. The aids adjusted his schedule and started preparing him for bed by 7:00 PM and that seems to have helped. Things are settling down a bit and we are grateful.
The staff is wonderful and Mom gets a lot of attention and affection. She is one of the more astute residents living there and she has a quick wit about her. She has become the belle of the ball at the facility. Each day she dresses with care, adding her little pieces of costume jewelry and has become known as one of the best dressed around. She should be. Her closet is overflowing with color and style considering all her clothes were bargains at the local department store. Mom makes a game of looking nice and is killing my budget with the in-house hairdresser. In three months she’s had four haircuts. But who cares? If she feels good, we all feel good.
My brother and I have begun packing up the memories and picking up the pieces left behind. We’ve had one estate sale which went pretty well and now we are preparing to put the house on the market. I can’t say that this part is easy. That house holds so many memories, even with so much stuff gone. I’ve yet to be there without tears and I’m there almost daily.
For those who haven’t made it this far in the journey into the Alzheimer’s World, I just want you to know that you will survive. I cannot tell you that it will be easy but I can assure you that you can do it and come out on the other side. In the end, you will know you have done the right thing, as long as the decisions you make are made with love. It is all that matters.
Until next time, love, laugh, and live life as if today is all you have.