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...My Dad (Dec '07)... outside temp: 10C - windy & raining
Dave & I have been back to Kent, for a couple of days this week, because he had a hospital appointment with the back specialist regarding his prolapsed disc so we took the opportunity to also see Doris (Dave’s mum) and my dad, Dennis while we were down there.
Dad was in good spirits when we saw him (he’s in a care home because he has Alzheimer’s) - he was in bed as usual - he doesn’t often leave his room these days, even though the manageress of the home did say that he occasionally gets dressed and appears in the residents lounge - he was laughing and joking with us both and asked the same question over and over again, which I always try to answer with a smile on my face and as if it’s the first time I’ve heard it!! …not always easy I can tell you…
Even though dad always recognised us straight away I’ve not been sure, for some time, that he really remembers our names because he’s started to call me’ love’ all the time and calls Dave ‘The Boss’. When I asked him ‘What’s my name?1 he looked at me with a surprised look on his face and said Roberta (this was mum’s name) with a smile – so I’m not absolutely convinced whether he remembered or not – he then looked at me again and said Janet but unfortunately, even with a lot of prompting and clues he just couldn’t remember Dave’s name.
Dad was in good spirits when we saw him (he’s in a care home because he has Alzheimer’s) - he was in bed as usual - he doesn’t often leave his room these days, even though the manageress of the home did say that he occasionally gets dressed and appears in the residents lounge - he was laughing and joking with us both and asked the same question over and over again, which I always try to answer with a smile on my face and as if it’s the first time I’ve heard it!! …not always easy I can tell you…
Even though dad always recognised us straight away I’ve not been sure, for some time, that he really remembers our names because he’s started to call me’ love’ all the time and calls Dave ‘The Boss’. When I asked him ‘What’s my name?1 he looked at me with a surprised look on his face and said Roberta (this was mum’s name) with a smile – so I’m not absolutely convinced whether he remembered or not – he then looked at me again and said Janet but unfortunately, even with a lot of prompting and clues he just couldn’t remember Dave’s name.
…I left feeling upset and knowing that he’s getting worse -
what a god-damn awful illness this is…
ME ;0)
