Sometimes, you just have to laugh. I invite you to log onto the home page - www.thealzheimerspouse.com- and read today's blog. Do you have conversations like the one described?
This morning I put on a video of Claudio Abbado playing Beethoven - it looked good. He LOVES these videos, although he remembers if he's seen them before, at least for a few days, so I have to keep mining netflix. Got home from shopping.
How was the video?
Oh, great, Beethoven looks great. Probably twenty years younger than he did the last time I saw him.
Lunchtime conversation: me: Do you remember when we used to have a dehumidifier? What did it do? him: Pull water out of the air into a reservoir. me: and what did we do with the water? him: empty it. me: and if we didn't empty it it would overflow, right? him: yep. me: (astounded that he's followed me this far) SO: your body is like a reservoir for your water. (he's never understood "bladder"). When you don't empty it often enough it overflows. That's what happened last night when it came out of your whitie and all over your pants and shoes. You didn't empty the reservoir in time. him: sounds right. me: SO would you please go to the bathroom and empty your reservoir before you go back to sit down and watch TV? him: My grandparents took me to Hoover Dam. That had a big reservoir. That's where I got an infection in my leg. me: So would you please go to the bathroom? him: I'm IN the bathroom. me: So would you please use the toilet? him: I DON'T LIKE RESERVOIRS (but eventually does use the toilet. This time.)
Wed. 7:30 am. Alarm, up, dressed. 8:00am enter kitchen to be told, "You have to call them." "Call who?" "Call a locksmith. The key was a little bent. I tried to bend it the other way. I almost couldn't get the corn for the skunks." Glanced at Dh as I started to grin. He was smiling--he'd caught his word error. I chuckled. ***Later*** 10:00am "Did you call them?" "Call who?" "The locksmith...You know.." "No. It was too early. And we need to trouble shoot a little more. It might be frozen." "It's not frozen. At 3:00am it was warmer..."
CHECK DOOR KNOB ASSMBLY TO PEOPLE -DOOR TO GARAGE. Frozen.. Also, assembled upside down so any water or snow entering hole drops into tumblers. It's single digits and -digits wind chill. Thaw it, oil it, reassemble and protect with plastic bag around it. Will see about replacing in Spring. No sign of brown,bushy-tailed critters that come down the tree for the corn.
***Wed. night***
"What animals will you feed tonight?" He grins and says, "Chickens!" He actually remembered...and made a joke.
Whitie is preferred around here to diapers. A dear friend of ours refers to jockey shorts as "whitie tighties" which I think may have reference to "rightie tightie, leftie loosie" when dealing with faucets, etc.
Whitie does sound better than diapers. I haven't been to that place yet, but will someday and will try and remember that. I think he would accept whitie better.