started out "normal" I told LO I had to go to Home Depot for something an would be right back,she was okay with that an I left,gone about a half hour an she was frantic,took her half of the dog for a walk looking for me thought I had left her she then came home an called the operator an asked for my telephone number so she could call me an ask me to come back,when I got home she was crying,thought I had left her,I managed to get her calmed down an then one of her sons called an asked if she would like to go out to dinner,that got her back on the right track an she seemed excited,as the time to go got closer she couldn't find her purse,this has happened many times before so I had bought a luggage finder from JC Pennys,its a little gizmo that you put in luggage or in this case purse,it is a reciever an when you press button on transmitter it rings an presto theres the purse or whatever,well I "called" the purse with no reply,the longer we looked the more excited she became an after about a half hour of looking she called her son an told him she couldn't go to dinner,finally she found purse in linen closet under a bunch of towels,when she emptied it out on bed no reciever was found so apparently she threw it away somewhere because I get no responce when I try to find it with transmitter,it never ends does it?

ol don,
When DH was at the stage it sounds like your wife is, I could leave him alone for a few minutes to run to the store but when I got home he was in a panic because he didn't know where I was. What I did to help was to use a dry erase board and put it on the front door and another one on the refrigerator telling him where I was and that I would be right back. After awhile I had to start writing what time I would be back because a little while or an hour didn't mean anything to him. It helped when he answered the phone also because he would tell who called that I wasn't there and he didn't know where I was even if I was in the next room. If it was one of the kids calling they would tell him to go look at the note on the door and it would tell him where I was.
If you think this might help, make sure you give yourself plenty of time to get home because if you say you'll be back at 2 and don't get home until 2;10 they will really be in a panic.
I could have used one of those gizmos for DH's wallet because he would hide it every night and then get up the next morning and tell me someone stole it because it wasn't in his pocket. It was a morning ritual for several months. One night he put it in my dresser drawer and never ask about it again. He's been gone almost a year now and his wallet is still in my dresser drawer. Nothing in it because he would take everything out of it. I supper glued his drivers' license in it just in case he wandered off so he would have some ID on him. He finally managed to take that out, too.

Maybe I should get one of thos gizmo's, but, I have had all of the experiences that Don has had, but, I have also had the experience that Joyce describes and now I can't leave DW alone anymore. I can relate to the purse situation now because DW loses it (one of them, doesn't matter which one) everyday. I have seen to it that there is nothing in any of them (I mean literally nothing, but, that doesn't bother her), but, she still wants to find them and take them with her wherever we go. Of course the reason she can't find one of them is because she hides it. I think I will just give up since even if I help her find it, it will be 'lost' again before the day is over. Maybe it just gives her something to do and if it wasn't the purse, it would be something else.

So, right or wrong, I have stopped helping her and then getting upset because we can't find it. Am I getting not handling this right and getting mean? I don't know, but, this has helped me with my frustrations a little bit.

Also, not long ago, I decided to run to the gro store for some milk. Wasn't gone but 15 minutes. DW was standing on the porch and fixing to start walking up the street looking for me when I drove in the driveway. Can't go off and leave her anymore.

I wish you all didn't have these kind of problems (me too) , but, it helps me to know that I am not alone when you write about them.

Hope you have a good day.

My DH has lost his hearing aid. We have looked and looked for it but can not find it any where. I have finally resigned myself to listening to his loud TV and having to repeat things all the time.

The best investment we made was to buy wireless headphones. We have a pair for the den and one for the bedroom. They come with a charger, and after they are all hooked up or programmed or whatever you do to them, I can sit and listen to the TV at a normal sound level, while Sid sits with the headphones on and can adjust the sound on the earpiece to suit his needs. We bought ours at Sharper Image - not sure if they are still in business. Amazon has a variety of them - http://astore.amazon.com/wwwthealzheim-20/search?node=60&keywords=wireless+headphones&preview=

Funny story about hearing - I don't know if this will have the same impact as when it is heard in person, but here goes:

Sid seems to hear nothing I say unless I get his attention, make him look at me, speak slowly, clearly, and LOUD. Part of it is his AD, but a lot of it is his hearing. (Am working on getting help to pay for hearing aids.) Anyway, one day a couple of weeks ago, he was sitting in the den, with his back to the window, and said that a truck had just gone by. What truck? I didn't hear anything. Sure enough, I looked, and a truck was going down the street. It seems it's the high frequency sounds that he cannot hear (as in his wife's voice).

That night, I was in the kitchen; he was in the den, and I called him for supper. "Honey, come for supper." Nothing. No answer. I tried again louder, "Honey, come for supper." Zero. Nothing. No response. Then I thought about the low frequency of the truck, and in my deepest, growling, Mufasa, James Earl Jones voice, I said, "HONEY, COME FOR SUPPER." "Okay, I'll be there in a minute", came his response. We both had a good laugh over it, but now, whenever I am in another room, and need to call him for something, I use my Mufasa voice, and he hears it first time, every time!

joang