Dear CARE friends.....
This morning I have been meditating about some of the interactions I see going on recently between my husband and me. I share these thoughts in the hope that they may be of inerest to other CGs....
Lately he has started ALWAYS having something in one or both hands, and it has been annoying me, because he then has to
Further, he has become very worried about "his money", a small amount of cash he keeps in the house, and a larger amount in a money market account, where he can write a check if he needs it, but it will get a bit of interest. The "cash on hand" may turn up anywhere---under his pillow, in pajama pocket, in a file folder or tucked in a book---fine, except that he drives me crazy trying to help him find it !
This is where patience has to enter the picture, and I hate it when I hear myself sounding irritated or impatient at these times.
So I tried to "reframe" what he is doing, from his perspective instead of mine, as we are told that even persons with dementia have reasons for what they do..
We know how important it is for PWPS--or anyone who is unable to function as s/he once used to, to be able to hold on to a few areas of control in their lives. They may not be able to control their muscles, their speech, their cognition or their bladders---but they MUST feel they can control SOMETHING, even if is only where they put their belongings, or things they are obsessed with.
I'm going to try as hard as I can to remember that next time he insists on doing something that seems to me to be unnecessary----to curb my "rescurer" instinct and cut him a little slack, so long as it isn't dangerous to do so. I am likely to be the sort of CG who jumps in too quickly, hating to see him struggle with a button, a sleeve, a concept.......I will try to remember that even the struggle, if it ends in success, will give him back a tiny bit of the control he has lost.
Now all I need is that 300mg "patience pill " I "invented" !
> Now all I need is that 300mg "patience pill " I "invented" !
I don't face problems of your magnitude but my husband and I are starting out for San Diego at 4 PM today to help out with a new granddaughter. I dread the long drive now that I must do all the driving and the late start makes it worse. I had just told my daughter I was going to take one of your "patience pills" before I started and take some extra ones along. Then I signed on and read your note. She thought I should just say we were starting earlier and that he could listen to the games on the radio but I explained that he has lost so much that leaving late was a gift I could give him. We would have stopped for the night anyway instead of driving all the way.
Though we have not experienced the dementia, I do bite my tongue to keep quiet as my husband takes S O O O O long to get little things. He has developed slow never changing RITUALS with daily routine.Every time I try to help, he responds with "just because I don't move as fast as you do doesn't mean I won't get it done" I find when we are getting ready to go somewhere I have him get ready first, then he feels he is waiting for me. That's okay cause he is already ready and when I am ready we can leave the house. Oh we are never late for anything cause he always wants an hour lead time when 1/2hr would do.
I just have to be thankful for the fact that he still has a wonderful sense of humor and most of his faculties.
My husband constantly must have a handkerchief in his hand. There are any number in his pants pockets at any one time. AND I find them on the floor on the table on the counter in the wastebasket etc.
When one stops to think about it, the only things that are really their personal possessions are: watch, glasses, wallet, and handkerchief. For a while he wanted to carry most of his ss check in his wallet; then he was satisfied with a few $50 and now with a $20, $10, $5, and some $ls in his wallet he tells everyone he does not have any money. At Day Care he "plays" with his wallet, his cards and his money. When he lets everything slip to the floor, the caregivers run to him to help pickup because he will just topple over in trying to pick up.
Another aspect: in dressing: when he has his shirt off he will instantly begin to put it back on again as it is with other clothing. Two socks go on one foot and one shoe on a bare foot. It goes on and on and for this reason I dress him as quickly as I can to eliminate more labor for me.
Sorry to be lengthy. I cannot tell a story any other way. It would be utopia if none of you caregivers would relate to my statements but that is wishful thinking.
My husband will be watching television and have the control in his hand, sound asleep while the set is on. He won't put it down. He has a handkerchief he carries around. I find them everywhere in the house. And what's up with the pen in their hand? He just won't let it go.
And he's a watch hog. I mean watches that you wear. He must have 30 of them. But in the middle of the day, he changes watches. Most he can't get on and here he comes wanting me to help him with his watch. It drives me crazy. No matter what I'm doing I have to stop and help him put his watch on.
I could go on and on but won't. I need that 300mg of patience pill please.
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