Friday, October 21, 2011

A Night Away

So I schedule a dinner out and arrange for my sister to watch Mom for a few hours. I make sure Mom has had her meds and is well fed. And I take off to pick up a friend at the airport, attend a meeting and go to dinner with 7 friends.

About half way through I get a text Mom is bad tonight. I can just hear the discussion in my head. "I want to go home" "You are home" "Oh, don't give me that routine. Now take me home." Over and over with increased emotion and then the tears come.

We try distractions of all kinds. Help me fold the laundry. Or lets look at this photo album. The television is of no interest to her so hard to use that as a distraction. Often we go through her drawers sorting clothes. After awhile the emotions usually lessen and  she will sit quietly again. I try to get her into bed early if it is too bad.

But now I am across town at dinner and worried. I know my sister can handle the situation and she does. By the time I get home two hours later everything is peaceful again as if nothing ever happened. And in Mom's mind nothing did, because with Alzheimer's she has no memory of anything today.

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