Changes

Burt seems less restless, even calm, despite the endless chatter. He’ll say he’s scared, but it isn’t urgent. In other words, the prediction that this declining state would be “easier” has come to fruition. His aides can give him water or juice. He’s amenable to eating if they feed him. Burt now entertains himself inContinue reading “Changes”

Advice from self

“Stick to your knitting” might be apt in these moments where my anxiety over my husband’s condition runs headlong into my feelings of patriotism and citizenship. I think I can do both. Worrying is a well-honed skill. I am more than capable to juggle the two. Neither is a small concern. There. I have interjectedContinue reading “Advice from self”

In the public eye

This occurred to me today: It is not fair that I have violated Burt’s privacy in describing our journey.  I have shared his delusions with you; I have lamented his decline; I have exposed his hallucinations; I have described his terrors and his joys. It should be enough that his Lewy Body Dementia diminishes him.Continue reading “In the public eye”

Advocacy

A provider is giving me a hard time over my healthcare proxy. They’ve refused to discuss Burt’s plan of care until they vet my proxy. This morning, while mulling my frustration, I thought oh come on. I have the marriage certificate.* That should be proof enough. [*Side note: a beautiful copy of this docunent arrivedContinue reading “Advocacy”

Proper (med) regimen

We have Emily Dickenson to thank for the wonderful image that gives hope all this lightness. We can always use some feathers whether we are caregiving or not. It was definitely a better choice when I returned Burt to his morning meds first thing. He has, in consequence, returned to some measure of sharpness. TheContinue reading “Proper (med) regimen”

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