Life is a roller coaster ride! If anyone were to tell me that Ma would be in a nursing facility six months ago undergoing rehabilitation. I would not have believed them. She was living independently with mild Alzheimer’s, functional, and in a senior community.
Fast Forward to the Present
Ma has transferred from the hospital to the rehabilitation-nursing facility. The doctor, in her care, informed us that her Alzheimer’s has progressed. How is this possible? A close friend tried to enlighten me by saying, ” Ma is not bedridden, not in diapers and not being spoon-fed.” I refuse to accept that! I feel that she has spiraled towards the severe versus moderate since Hurricane Irma.
To top it off, she fell again, as she attempted to get off the bed in the rehabilitation facility. Staff found her on the floor in a sitting position, conscious in the early morning hours. Her bed is a hospital bed with an alarm due to not being able to remember to press the ‘Call for the Nurse’ button. She is in the facility undergoing physical and occupational therapy.
Ma cannot come home and will require more supervisory care. I continue to pray for strength. The one thing that I learned from all of this is to live life every day, as it was my last.
You never know where you are going to end up. My situation as a caregiver is my new normal, and my heart aches for my mom-in-law. She suffers from Alzheimer’s diagnosed over ten years ago, but since Hurricane Irma, her condition has spiraled to worse to horrible.
Yesterday morning, I was awakened by my mom telling me that my mother-in-law had fallen in her room. Ma is what I call her, was confused and not knowing how she came to be on the floor. The room had this awful stench. According to my mom, she believes that Ma got confused as to where the bathroom was and proceeded to do her business in her room causing her to fall forward bumping her head. She had a huge bump on her forehead, it was ginormous!
I immediately called 911, the dispatcher recorded the incident and diagnoses. He instructed me to leave the front house light on, the door unlocked and more importantly, for me not to move her.
All the while, as he was giving me instruction, I thought about this horrific disease and all that comes with it. The person inflicted with it is not aware of what is happening and the caregiver witnessing it will carry these tragic memories. It is not fair!
I dread how this story ends. I pray for the strength to carry me on this journey with my Ma. These days I try to focus on Ma, the way she is and her essence. I believe that it will allow me to move forward no matter what obstacle is laid on the path before us.
Have you ever walked along a shoreline, only to have your footprints washed away? That’s what Alzheimer’s is like. The waves erase the marks we leave behind, all the sand castles. Some days are better than others.
This disease sucks to no end! When you witness your loved one going through what I call moments of confusion.
When she finds herself lost in a space that is her home, not knowing whether to turn right or left to find her bedroom.
It is sad, you want to save her, make her better but you can’t instead, you can only guide her and stand by her.
She lives between moments of confusion and lucidity. I live it with her every day alongside her as her caregiver.