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Author Archives: daughter3
Interconnectedness
“Let me ask you a question,” my mom’s boyfriend, “Kenneth,” says. “Does that tell you that is nearly basically one of the few things… that is the place to go? Because I can get the jumps on this thing. Is … Continue reading
Posted in Alzheimer's
Tagged alzheimer's, communication, confusion, family, Loneliness, Mom, nursing home, talking
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My Mom’s BF
I first met “Kenneth” a month ago in the Hebrew Home dining room, where my mom was eating lunch. Between the moaning woman two tables away and the old lady screeching out a broken-record rendition of the Alphabet song (never … Continue reading
A Day with Alzheimer’s
My mom is thoroughly enjoying the Sunday concert at Hebrew Home. “He’s really good!” she says of the musician who’s singing folk songs and playing guitar. She’s looking relaxed, happy, and unselfconscious, with none of the worry lines that marked … Continue reading
The Next Bed
“Hello?” my mom says. “Hi, Mom!” I always try to sound excited whenever I call. “Oh, hi Beth,” she says. Then she turns away from the phone, and I hear her say, in a whisper, “It’s my daughter.” “Who are … Continue reading
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Time
“I want to keep you forever,” my mom says, holding my hand and lifting it to her heart. We’re walking the corridors of the Hebrew Home, having just visited the bird cage, on our way to see the fish tank. … Continue reading
A Terrible Vacation
My mom is having a horrible time at the Hebrew Hotel on the Hudson. She says she’s never coming back to this place again, at least not by herself. She can’t wait to get home, which is unusual, because she … Continue reading
Posted in Alzheimer's, Uncategorized
Tagged alzheimer's, confusion, dementia, feelings, Home, nursing home, vacation
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She can’t understand
“You’ve been so good to me for so long; I just can’t believe you would do this to me,” my mom says. “You don’t love me.” When I reach over to offer comfort, she doesn’t want me to touch her. … Continue reading
A Mess
Ring! Ring! “Hi Mom! How are you?” “Well, not so good. It’s all such a mess,” she says. “What is?” “I don’t know … I can’t explain it.” She recommends I talk to Phyllis, her roommate. “She’s having a little … Continue reading
Home
Ring! Ring! “Hello?” “Hi, Mom! How are you doing?” “Oh, not so good.” “Why?” “I don’t know what to do.” “About what?” “I was thinking I might go home tomorrow.” “Oh?” “But then I was thinking … when are you … Continue reading
Posted in Alzheimer's, Uncategorized
Tagged alzheimer's, assisted living, dementia, Home, Loneliness
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My mom is so lonely
“You’re staying overnight, right?” my mom asks. I shake my head no, for the fifth time. I just got here an hour ago, and that’s all she can talk about. My mom wants nothing more than to go to bed … Continue reading
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