Tag Archives: dementia

The First Time

Posted on June 11, 2014 by daughter3

“You’ve never been here before!” my mom exclaims as we head down the hallway of the dementia unit where she lives. She’s talking like she’s excited to show me the place for the first time (or more likely, thrilled to … Continue reading →

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Mother’s Day

Posted on May 14, 2014 by daughter3

When I arrived at the Hebrew Home for a visit on Mother’s Day, my mom was sitting alone at her table, hunched over and staring downward, like she was reading a book perched in her lap. She looked up as … Continue reading →

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The Bottom Line

Posted on May 6, 2014 by daughter3

My mom and Kenneth are already at the dinner table when I arrive for a visit at 4 PM on a Saturday. They’re not saying much, just waiting for their food, which will be served at 5 if they’re lucky, … Continue reading →

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My Birthday

Posted on April 2, 2014 by daughter3

On my birthday, I went to the Hebrew Home so I could see my mom on my “special day.” Of course, she didn’t know it was my birthday. Even after I told her. “It’s my birthday!” I said, after settling … Continue reading →

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Men

Posted on March 24, 2014 by daughter3

“Yuck … men!” said my mom more times than I can count, from my teenage years until about three years ago. My mom wasn’t happy with my dad, who was her husband for over 35 years. When they divorced more … Continue reading →

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A Terrible Vacation

Posted on December 3, 2013 by daughter3

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 →

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Home

Posted on October 30, 2013 by daughter3

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 →

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My mom is so lonely

Posted on October 9, 2013 by daughter3

“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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My mom cares about my feelings

Posted on September 8, 2013 by daughter3

“What’s wrong?” my mom asks. “You sound sad.” “I’m fine,” I say. “But you don’t sound fine,” she says. “Ok, I guess I am a little sad,” I say. “Why?” she asks. “I don’t know,” I say, because I’m not … Continue reading →

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Living in Alzheimer’s world

Posted on July 15, 2013 by daughter3

“What day is it tomorrow?” Mom asks. “Saturday,” I reply. “Oh, good. That means I don’t have to go to work.” Hmmm. People have been telling me I shouldn’t correct my mom when she says something that’s not real. “Live … Continue reading →

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