Have I already mentioned that I hate dementia? Oh yes, I’m sure I have. It is something that comes pouring out of me quite often. We had seemed to reach a point that my dad was finally back to trusting me. He had been able to see past the blinding … Continue reading
Recently I got a call about my dad. I was informed that the nursing home was once again having to switch his room. Awhile back they moved him because of constant arguing and cussing between him and his roommate. They fought about everything. It got to the point the nursing … Continue reading
Yesterday, I had a bit of a humorous experience. My husband told me that he found a message from my dad on the answering machine. I took a breath, not knowing what to expect. He has left many different types of messages since his stroke & since the dementia got … Continue reading