Visiting Assisted Living is always fun and relaxing, but it got even better once I met Harry. I arrive at lunchtime as the ladies are gathering at their table. Della greets me, “Hello Harriett!" Then a moment of doubt. “Are you Harriett?” I nod with a smile. I look like Harriet, you see. So today… Continue reading I’m Just Wild About Harry!
In Supported Living, two groups were certain to lift the spirits of the residents, to engage and comfort them in a primal and lasting way. Children and animals. Very early on, when we had just begun to notice the changes in Mom’s behavior, the entire family had gone out to dinner. Suddenly, Mom was not… Continue reading Children and animals
For many, maybe most, Alzheimer’s is about loss. Forget something—Defeat. Remember something—Triumph. A perception of people living with dementia from the outside. And from the outside, it is all too easy to discount their enduring humanity, seeing only that memories fade, language declines and attention spans shrink. Mom taught me otherwise. She was distilled to… Continue reading Good Old Mom
From March 20, 2013. Mom is on the eve of her 94th birthday. A virus has been running through Assisted Living and Mom has been under the weather. No solid food for two days. She was very disoriented. And while she wasn’t sure why I was there, but she was absolutely certain that several people… Continue reading Back in Time
May 13th, 2014 For anyone who feels conflicted about family gatherings—fearful that they might be “too much” for a person with Alzheimer’s or dementia, I have advice… Include a dog. On Sunday, Mom and her sister Louise came over to my house for Mother’s Day. They were greeted at the door—as is everyone—by the ferocious… Continue reading Mom and the dog