Sunday, October 25, 2015

Damn, damn, damn, damn

Mom whispered to me over the phone that my dad has been diagnosed with Alzheimers.  From that I assume that Dad has not been told of the diagnosis. I'm traveling there next week to see what needs to be done. Once I go thru my hundreds of posts on dementia/Alzheimers I'll come up with a protocol on it for him. Damn it all, not only do I have to tackle stroke pretty much alone, I'm going to have to become the world's expert in dementia/Alzheimers also. I'm not sure I have enough brains and stamina to handle both at the same time, along with working full time and traveling to NY on almost a weekly basis. My wine group met this weekend in Saugatuck, MI and it was a good thing that  my bedroom was 30 feet down the hallway with walls along the way.

2 comments:

  1. Early on, my MIL's dementia diagnosis scared the shit out of her (but she's a very immature 85-year-old), so she would have been better off not knowing. Now she's at a nasty stage, totally without self-editing skills. BTW, my husband thinks that some of her confusion has been caused by low Na, due to a diuretic to control her BP.

    Where in NY are your parents? My MIL is in Rochester.

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