Dementia: A Lovely Memory

I clearly gave Maureen a lovely memory earlier this morning.  She was sleeping in the chair and stirred as I came into the room and said: ‘it’s GrandDad’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek.  I have often heard her speak so well of her grandparents so this case of mistaken identity didn’t worry me and reminded me of this song:

I remember a West Indian friend of mine once saying: ‘I don’t care what they call me as long as they don’t call me late for dinner’.  As Maureen’s dementia progresses I don’t worry who she thinks I am as long as she feels safe in my company.

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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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4 Responses to Dementia: A Lovely Memory

  1. anniegoose says:

    good choice about the ‘granddad’ image.

    my MIL is to the point where she knows we know her – but she’s not quite sure who we are – we’re family

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  2. Remember Me says:

    With Maureen I can be her husband, someone she used to work with or a member of staff in this Care Home.

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