For all our years together, the Cup has been an integral rite of spring. We’d hurry home from work, hoping to catch the game or part of it.
Once the playoffs arrived, I’d plan my shopping and gardening around game time – sick, I know:) If he didn’t care either way for a team in a playoff series, he’d ask who I “wanted”. Then he’d cheer like mad for the other team – lots of fun at each others expense.
Anyway, yesterday I made up a schedule to track each game. Something was bugging me and I didn’t know what – a nagging something I couldn’t put my hand on – til I grabbed the remote for the game just now.
He’s missing, that’s what wrong. We no longer sit and cheer or “cry in our supper” together. The noise of hockey bothers him and maybe the speed of the game. If he is awake, I catch the 3rd on mute but listen to the game wrap up with volume. He’s OK with that.
So this year I added 2 new teams – I know who will win but it’s in for the fight of it’s life.
Alzheimer’s: 100 Us: 99 We’ll give them a run for their money, tie the game and make them play triple overtime to win. Someday, with enough research, they will lose. A nice, hopeful thought for those who follow.
Oh, Jean, your posts make me so sad for you.
Mr. kenju has changed in ways I would never have thought due to his stroke. He will not go to sports events or movies now, since they are too loud for him and he cannot abide crowds. I will really miss that in our future; especially movies.
Something about these men and noise I think. My spouse (ailing with severe emphysema) not only doesn’t leave the house much due to breathing troubles, he can’t abide a dusting of chaos at home either. After my Mom died, the phone rang lots, doorbell too, out of town guests came. I thought he would lose his mind…and take mine with it.
Jean–we, your readers, grieve with you, but you are doing us so much good. You are walking a path that some of us have not had to walk. It may be we do have to walk this path–and your gentle wisdom, your grace under pressure and so uplifting.
Of course you ache and grieve–and we grieve with you.
Please keep sharing–for our sakes as well as yours.
Maybe the score is AD 100–you & W–99 but that is not the final game. As you say, someday the score will change.
I have the opposite problem with my Dad. As a USC Trojan, he still loves to watch college football and basketball, and all of our family talk about the “March Madness” games gave him something to be involved in and look forward to. Now that it’s over, he’s sort of without a focus. I’m trying to get him interested in pro basketball, but it’s not the same.
Love to you and W., Jean. I am thinking of you and praying for you.
Love, Laura
Praying for you still, Grandma Jean! My heart aches for you! I pray God can be your comfort and helper during this season of your life!
Much love,
Angie xoxo