Archive for September 4th, 2009

It must be awful to be confused all day, at least I feel terribly for him. He goes from pillar to post, wondering what he was doing/getting, etc.
Before dinner tonight, I suggested he wash his hands – it still amazes me – difficult to find the hall, then the correct light switch, although if I say “the second one” it helps. Touch his left rear pant pocket to guide him into the bedroom, keep moving to the ensuite, show him the soap, towel and start the water. He thanks me.

I go back to the kitchen, where is Wayne? Listen, water running. Go check, he is standing there. When he sees me he asks, “What was I to be doing?”

AD as such doesn’t wear me out, it is the absolutely constant “guiding’ that literally tires me out. By 10pm I’m bushed.

Yesterday we visited our family Doc – usually Wayne runs the opposite direction but for some reason he was happy to go in, shake Doc’s hand and visit. After Wayne left, Doc said to me, “It’s a crime. He’s just such a pleasant fellow.”

Amen to that, Doc.

Wayne always hangs around with me, if I empty the DW, he sits at the table.etc.

Last night he was very alert and wanted to help – offered to dry some dishes, take the garbage out and recycling. (“Who are you?”)

I kind of sighed thinking this is how retirement should be, working together, each doing a chore and going on to other things. Not really whining but until this happens occasionally, one doesn’t realize the loss so much.