Living with an Early-onset Dementia Diagnosis
Can you believe it’s now been two weeks – two complete weeks – that M has been attending memory care daycare? Or his volunteer center, as we like to call it. (That’s how I get him to go – I tell him he’s going to volunteer.) I’m really pleased with everything about it: the care he’s receiving, the activities he participates in, the meals and snacks he gets every day. Continue reading “And It’s Edible!”
Here’s an interesting travel tip, as COVID fears are easing and we begin to take to flying again. As you travel from Point A to Point B, your itinerary will list the time your flight leaves from Point A and arrives at Point B. Conversely, to get you back home, the itinerary will also list for you the time your flight will leave FROM Point B and arrive back AT Point A and, ta da, you’re home. Continue reading “Fly Away Home”
Well, that’s it. M and I have done our traveling for the year. All in two weekends.
That’s kind of sad, isn’t it? But trying to travel and being away from home with a dementia patient is not for the weak-willed or faint of heart.
Over Mother’s Day weekend, we drove to Atlanta to see the Atlanta Braves play the Philadelphia Phillies (baseball.) The drive down wasn’t bad – although traffic on I-85 was ridiculous the whole way there. M was in a good mood and excited about the games. Continue reading “Travel . . . Stop”
Where does the time go? I really need more hours in the day to get everything done and still have time to sit down and write about all that has happened.
Monday was the big day – M spent a half-day at the memory care day care. I worked from home that day, so I could drive him there to arrive at 10 am, then be there to pick him up at 2 pm. Continue reading “Let’s Start That Memory Care!”
Yesterday’s post was a little long, so I left out my “adventures” from Friday. I knew when I went to work that morning that M was having a rough day. He was out of sorts and in an overall bad mood. Continue reading “My Own Bucket of Cold Water”
If I thought getting M ready to go to Memory Care Day Care was going to be easy . . . HA! I was fooling myself. Continue reading “Attention Campers!”