This weekend was a combination of emotions to say the least. Today, I wanted to pop in really quick to share a dementia update on my grandfather. For those of you who have been following along, you know my grandfather recently started adult day care “camp” a couple weeks ago and it has been such a blessing and huge boost for his attitude. The thing is though, dementia and alzheimer’s disease play tricks on you. What do I mean by that? Just when you think things are going good and your loved one is on track, something happens. Their brain gets confused with no warning. It’s almost like a new person is inside their body. I am having a hard time wrapping my brain around this. My grandfather had a pretty rocky Saturday being confused, agitated, disgusted with his life and pretty much got REALLY mixed up. We brought him to the doctor to get him checked out and currently, we are working with the doctors to figure out a med plan for the confusion he is experiencing. Honestly, I am so clueless with this stuff that I am just praying that they find something that works and I get my gramp back. I really just want my gramp back. Ya know what I mean? So if you are the praying type, please say a little one for him.
This is a picture that I snapped quickly last week when I picked him up at camp (you can read this post to see all the details and print off a free adult day care coupon at Salmon Health Center) with one of his favorite cooks. My grandfather LOVES the staff and laughs and jokes the entire time he is there. Cute right? This week I am putting together a post about adult day care options and some tips on financial assistance for these kinds of programs. Stay tuned.
I love this Serenity Prayer quote. I find myself saying this a lot lately!
UPDATE: Follow the hospital and rehab journey here:
On another note, (talk about a range of emotions) we are huge Patriots fans and the roof blew off our multigenerational house last night during the Super Bowl. Talk about a nail bitter, going to pass out kind of game. It did the trick though of making me forget about what was going on with my grandfather. My husband actually went to bed when the Patriots were down 3 touchdowns but he woke up an hour later to complete chaos after the 3rd quarter. The screams were a little loud. -ha. He was thankful the rest of us woke him up! He came downstairs and said, “oh my god, am I dreaming this?” For those of you who are Pats fan, you know exactly how that feeling of being in a dream feels ;).