This is just to vent - thank you all for listening. Our AD journey (dh and I) really hasn't been too terrible yet. Dh is mostly agreeable and aside from occasional incontinence and minor alcohol issues (which sometimes seem to me to be big because I just don't like him at all when he drinks too much), I think I am still in the "honeymoon" stage of this disease (if there is such a thing). However, in the past few months, dh has become so much like an irritating junior high boy that I just want to smack him sometimes and am having a terrible time being patient with him. Smart mouth, doesn't see things that need to be done and when he does do something he does it half way and forgets, gets touchy about me being bossy, etc. Nothing serious, just irritating. There, I told someone, I already feel somewhat better!
I suppose that in another year or so I will be looking back on these days fondly??
Hate to say it mothert...but, doing things half way or not at all is just part of the game. I have almost quit asking for anything from my dh. I know he gets upset when he realizes he can't do it or he has forgotten to do it after I have asked him 2 or 3 times. Now, I ask very little of him except to get something off a shelve I can't reach or help me lift something that is heavy. When I tell you he does nothing...I mean nothing as far as the many things he use to do and now I have to do them or hire them done
A couple of weeks ago I had him help me move a desk. That is the last of that too. He couldn't figure out which way to turn and where to go, etc. also, we have sliding closet doors and he backed into them and knocked them both off their rails and guess what? They are now leaning up against the wall because he can't put them back and neither can I.
mothert, yes, the day will come when you will recall these times fondly even tho they are driving you crazy now. Forget him helping-he's not capable really. What I wouldn't give to have the adolescent stage back...we're now in the toddler stage. He's still continent but everything is "mine", "no", "come on", oh did I mention "no"?
Here's a video that may help you get the sliding doors back on - it shows a screen door - but same principles should apply: http://www.ehow.com/video_2329655_putting-sliding-screen-door-track.html
You shouldn't have to make any "adjustments" that are discussed - but the trick is to get it in the top track first...
Judith, I am sure you can get the doors back on track. I did it with folding doors which were very heavy - but I grunted a lot! The sliders should be easier. Yep - the things we learn to do!
Thanks Mary...but the problem is I am too short and not strong enough or have the width with my arms to lift the doors to even start them on the track. And, then my dh doesn't have a clue and gets so upset when he knows he can't do something he has done for years. I will probably just wait until my son-in-law comes over and he can put them on or get one of the neighbors to do it. This is exactly why I have quit asking him to do much of anything except get the ice in two glasses at dinner time. I even have to prompt him to either put more ice or remove some...or I just do it myself without saying anything.
Mothert and JudithKB, I know how you feel. I feel my DH is like a grumpy old man and a 10-year old boy all rolled into one. I stopped asking him to do things a long time ago. But surprisingly, he has done two things for me this last month without being asked or told. First, he shoveled our driveway last month and then went over to his mother's to do the same. Then the other night he went to bed before I did and when I finally got to bed I saw he had laid out a comforter for me on my side of the bed. I don't think he's ever done that for me -- I was very thankful for that little touch. Yep every day is a surprise!
I think about you and all the others on here with the star by their names when I go to bed. My dh always says..."thank you" and then I say "what did I do that I get a thank you" and then he says "you took care of me for another day.". It is the same every night. That is when I get a little weeping becuse I know I would miss that so much.