The Picture of Dementia

There is always one sock or shoe on, but the other is off. His shirt hangs halfway on his upper body, but is always turned backwards.  He loops his belt around his neck instead of through his pants. He always have to have a piece of paper in his hand which is usually an insignificant … Continue reading The Picture of Dementia →

Seeking Rest, The Weariness of A Dementia Patient Caretaker

While my husband finally quietly sleeps, I am awake. He had another night of restlessness, another night of pacing back and forth, and wanting to go home. Home!     Although we were already home, my husband goes back to a place in his mind that I do not know about. I know some of … Continue reading Seeking Rest, The Weariness of A Dementia Patient Caretaker →

Coming to Grips with the Truth About Dementia

I know it has been quite a while since I posted, but I found myself in deep despair.  Only recently I began to realize part of the despair was not the fact that my husband was suffering with later stages of dementia, but I was in turmoil trying to wrap my mind around the fact … Continue reading Coming to Grips with the Truth About Dementia →