Dementia: I’m Frightened: I Don’t Know What’s Going On’

It’s now 4 pm and I’ve just joined Maureen sitting on the edge of the bed.  As she sits there looking bewildered she says: I’m frightened: I don’t know what is going on’.  Little wonder that she has stayed in bed all day: too frightened to get up.  I reassure her that I will always be beside her and help her to come round after a sleep.  What else can I do?

I’m hoping I can entice Maureen into the garden to help me see if my first crop of potatoes is reading for digging up.  Once out in the fresh air my outdoor wife may be able to leave her concerns in the coolness of the breeze: even if it is momentary respite from this dreadful condition it will be worth it. Now where is that other shoe that she will be seeking in as soon as she finishes eating her breakfast?

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About Remember Me

I am a retired adult educator. My wife had a stroke in February 2014 and now has mixed dementia. Her recovery from stroke has been exceptional apart from 50% loss of peripheral vision and vascular damage. 'Dharma For Dementia' is my approach to being Maureem's Care Partner: it aims to end the suffering of 'Prescribed Disengagement' (Swaffer) .
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2 Responses to Dementia: I’m Frightened: I Don’t Know What’s Going On’

  1. Hope you were able to encourage her out into the garden and that she enjoyed some fresh air.

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