Living with an Early-onset Dementia Diagnosis
As we all knew it would, the missing hoodie was found. Everyone can relax now. The all-night vigils can cease.
While we were looking for it on Thursday, I asked M if he had worn it when he went with Older Son (OS) to cut grass, but he told me no – it had been too hot for him to have on his hoodie at that time. Continue reading “Hoodie – Lost and Found”
Hoodies, anyone?
M is on a hoodie quest – and it’s not good for any of us. He has a navy blue, zip-up hoodie that he really likes. Actually, he has 20-25 hoodies, but this one in particular holds a special place in his heart. For the moment. Continue reading “Possession Obsession”
I just want to know – who had the bright idea to get our house all fixed up and ready to sell? Who thought it would be such a GREAT idea to do all these home improvement projects? Yes, I know it was me – but I’m also aware that this has to be one of the WORST ideas I’ve ever had. Continue reading “Whose Bright Idea Was This?”
It’s probably been over a year now since I’ve had M set up with all sorts of vitamins and supplements . . . and several times a day in which to take all these lovely pills. I don’t really think they’re doing anything for him, but it gives us the illusion of doing SOMETHING. Continue reading “Alert and Alarmed”