After a shower.
Okay dad, let's put your pants on.
But why are you doing this to me.
Put your pants on please. Holding them up to him.
But you're hurt.
Here are your pants.
My mom wouldn't let this happen.
Please put these pants on.
No! You have to get help.
Here are your warm pants, dad.
Damn it! Aaahhh!
Let's put these on and you will be warmer.
But please, we gotta go home. Now.
Give me your leg and I'll put these on for you.
They're gonna shoot me in the head!
Good, we got that leg. Let's put the other leg in.
Aren't we friends?! Nooooaaaaa! Please take me home.
Okay, I'm going to pull these up now.
Please, you gotta get help. They're gonna kill me.
Look, you got warm pants on. Lets put this shirt on.
Mom?! Where am I?
Put your arms in the shirt.
Tell me where I am!
Let's put your arm in the shirt.
You can't do this. Who hurt you?
Now we'll put your other arm in.
This ain't right! Help!!
Awesome job. Now over your head.
Take me home. Please.
You got your shirt on now. Thanks dad.
Why won't you help me?!!!
I'm going to help you with your shoes now........................
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My dad has early onset Alzheimer's. This blog is the story of my families descent into Alzheimer's. My attempt to not feel alone in this and let you know you are not alone either.
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Monday, February 16, 2015
My voice
Wanna go to the barn today, Mom?
No. I'll stay.
What's wrong.
I gave him a hamburger and he couldn't figure out how to eat it.
I unwrapped it and handed it back to him.
He just glared at me.
I can't talk to him anymore.
He hears my voice and he purses his lips and grits his teeth.
I can't say anything to him.
He hates the sound of my voice.
Okay, ma.
Let's go to the barn.
Get you on a horse.
And just walk around in the sun.
No. I'll stay.
What's wrong.
I gave him a hamburger and he couldn't figure out how to eat it.
I unwrapped it and handed it back to him.
He just glared at me.
I can't talk to him anymore.
He hears my voice and he purses his lips and grits his teeth.
I can't say anything to him.
He hates the sound of my voice.
Okay, ma.
Let's go to the barn.
Get you on a horse.
And just walk around in the sun.
Take a drink
Dad, take a drink.
He puts the glass down.
I pick it up, hold it out to him.
Drink this please.
He takes it, sets it down, picks up a washcloth.
Well I'm trying to. And this here, he hands me the washcloth.
I pick up the glass.
Try this, Dad. I made it for you.
Oh really? He takes the glass.
Sets it down and reaches for a dirty dish.
These over here said to make this.
I hand him the glass. Act out taking a pretend drink.
He watches, mimics. Well this is good stuff.
He takes another drink.
Sets it down.
Grabs the washcloth.
He puts the glass down.
I pick it up, hold it out to him.
Drink this please.
He takes it, sets it down, picks up a washcloth.
Well I'm trying to. And this here, he hands me the washcloth.
I pick up the glass.
Try this, Dad. I made it for you.
Oh really? He takes the glass.
Sets it down and reaches for a dirty dish.
These over here said to make this.
I hand him the glass. Act out taking a pretend drink.
He watches, mimics. Well this is good stuff.
He takes another drink.
Sets it down.
Grabs the washcloth.
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