...but, when He does, you just go with it using prayer, His strength and deep breaths (you, not God).
...and it happened to me a couple of weeks ago.
I'm still reeling but I'm sure it will all settle down soon.
Ah, heck, who am I kidding?
It won't settle down until my mother passes or gets to the point that she needs to return to a memory care facility.
But, it's okay. She's my mom.
Long story short, my mom has early stage dementia.
I have four amazing brothers and sisters who have each taken a part of her care together up until the time that I arrived about 2 weeks ago. My mom lived in Michigan. Kalamazoo, specifically. She was diagnosed in this psychiatric hospital for geriatrics (love that my mom was in a psych hospital. Special).
She was then moved to a memory care facility which was absolutely beautiful. Had her own suite - it was huge - and an amazing staff.
Don't get the wrong idea - all of that beauty and good care comes at a price.
You'd think if they were going to charge what they do, they'd lose the funeral drapes.
It was decided that she didn't need that much attention and after she had told three of my siblings that she wanted to live on the ranch with Jan and the puppies (we have four rescue dogs), I got the phone call.
What am I supposed to say??
I said "yes", of course.
According to her O.T., she functions at the age of a 3 year old and needs constant supervision.
So, I drove up, spent two weeks, helped pack up everything she owns that she wanted to move to Texas - enough to fill a moving van partway - loaded her, her dog and her walker, etc. into the car and took off for Texas.
We're home. She's settling in.
Keeps telling me she's taking a bus to Kalamazoo for Christmas.
My mother on a bus?
Glad she doesn't know what she's saying. She'd freak.
Here's a poem that I want you to read, especially if you are taking care of an early onset dementia patient.
It's an amazing read:
AN ALZHEIMER'S POEM
Do not ask me to remember
Don't try to make me understand
Let me rest and know you're with me
Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.
I'm confused beyond your concept
I am sad and sick and lost
All I know is that I need you
To be with me at all cost.
Do not lose your patience with me
Do not scold or curse or cry
I can't help the way I'm acting
Can't be different though I try.
Just remember that I need you
That the best of me is gone
Please don't fail to stand beside me
Love me until my life is done.
You can learn more about Jan on her blog, The Polkadot Barn