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2nd March
2010
written by JeanMac

I opened the ward door, looking toward the secured patio. There stood Wayne and a lady, hand in hand like two school children.

Much as I am warned (in order to be prepared), it tears me up.

He saw me and dropped her like a hot potato. When he ran to me, she followed and ran her hands urgently over his arm – the aides took her. Many hugs later, we sat in the common area, enjoying a coffee. A shadow darted back and forth, she was spying on us from the depths of an artificial plant.

20 Comments

  1. 02/03/2010

    Dearest Jean, I can’t imagine how this tears at your heart but also how much joy it must have given you to see that he KNEW it was YOU he wanted to be with just as soon as he saw you. It must be so hard to sort all these mixed up situations into something that makes sense. AD doesn’t make sense and I know you know this……but I also know it doesn’t make it any easier to swallow. Hang in there, my friend. HUGS
    Janie

  2. 02/03/2010

    Yes, I agree with Janie. It must be good to see that he recognizes you. I would only worry about the days when he no longer does. And try to imagine what the poor woman goes through, when she obviously doesn’t understand.

  3. 03/03/2010

    Oh Jean – my heart aches for you. There no real way to be prepared for that, even when on some level you know you should be. That must have been a confusing moment for Wayne, too.

  4. 03/03/2010

    Oh Jean, I’m so sorry you’re having to experience this! A husband or wife could never be prepared for a situation like this, even though we know it’s Alzheimer’s.
    Glad that he recognized you though….
    You’re in my thoughts and prayers dear friend!
    Hugs,
    Dolores

  5. 03/03/2010

    I would love to wrap you in some kind of protective coating.

  6. Monica
    03/03/2010

    There are so many awfuls with this desease but think this one is hard to swallow……..

  7. 03/03/2010

    Our heads tell us one thing … but, how the heart says another.
    God bless you,
    Myra

  8. Mary Lou
    03/03/2010

    There are no words…praying and hugs…Love, mary lou

  9. 03/03/2010

    Aw, Jean–so sorry you have to go through this.
    But a couple of observations–first, human relationships are essential to us–even in his present circumstance, Wayne longs for human contact. Second, his all time and ever choice is still you. I believe you said the woman who in a similar circumstance as him resembles you. So maybe he was with you–until he actually saw you and realized the error.
    Finally, hugs to you–the journey is still hard.

  10. 03/03/2010

    while on retreat this weekend, prayers were offered up for you and Wayne

  11. 03/03/2010

    One more damn reason to despise this awful disease!
    Wish we could wrap you up in a protective bubble.
    There is no chance that she could ever hurt you or Wayne, physically, is there? Jealousy on her part, may be worrisome. God bless you dear Jean….we’re here. Life should not be this way!

  12. 03/03/2010

    I agree with Corgidog mama – another reason to hate this disease, it’s as if every time you turn around some new aspect of it raises it’s ugly head. Neither one of you deserve it. Hugs, sandie

  13. 04/03/2010

    Ouch, ouch, ouch! Would totally tear me up too. Sending you lots of cyberhugs, Jean.

  14. 05/03/2010

    I’ve missed you, Jean! I think of you often and hoping you are coping as well as can be expected.
    Love,
    Angie xoxo

  15. 05/03/2010

    How hard this must be. I don’t know how you bear it. I remember seeing a movie where the wife is the one with the AD, and there is a similar scene. So hard. I, too, wish I coudl give you a hug. You are in my prayers.

  16. 06/03/2010

    I visit from time to time.. I read this post several days ago, couldn’t comment then.. tears blurred my eyes.
    I don’t know where your get the strength to do this. I know I will have to face this stage of Papa’s AD at sometime, I hope I can do it with the grace you show.

  17. 06/03/2010

    oh…oh…oh…

    Sending a million online hugs your way, Jean.

    xoxo

  18. 06/03/2010

    Jean, of all your lovely postings, this one cut like a knife. Firm hugs here, special lady.

  19. 07/03/2010

    I can’t even go there with my brain. I’m so sorry and thankful that you were warned a bit. I, too, have had you on my heart wondering how things were going. Hugs from Texas. Love, Annette

  20. 07/03/2010

    Oh, that would be so hard. I don’t know how you do it. But, from what I have learned about you is that your love for him, and knowledge of this horrible disease will surely get you through the hard days….I will keep on sending good thoughts your way….prayers too.