You know how sometimes when you wake up and your dream won’t go away? It’s almost like the dream was so real that you think it’s real? Then after a minute or so, you realize, it was just a dream? Well my poor grandfather was so dazed and confused a couple mornings ago over a dream he had that he literally for 45 minutes to an hour thought his dream was reality. It was kind of funny but another eye opener that he is getting older and the dementia is happening more often than not. Remember I shared last week that my grandfather was missing me because I had been working for HomeGoods these past couple weeks on a design shoot? Well this past Thursday, I was up early again and we passed in the kitchen at about 5:30am. I am in my bathrobe, hair looking crazy and I am struggling to make a cup of coffee and in comes my grandfather looking all confused and a mess. I automatically stopped because I thought his sugar was low and I thought he was going to fall over. My heart stopped and I thought…..not again.
He looked at me and said, “Jessie, I don’t know where I am.”
I said, “what do you mean?”
He said, “your father just woke me up and I have been trying to tell him that I just got home from work and he doesn’t believe me.”
I touched him on his hand to make sure he wasn’t cold because I was thinking he was sitting outside or literally did go to work. I thought he pulled another stunt of leaving in the middle of the night and just got home. Thankfully he didn’t do that. I asked him why he thought he was at work and he started to tear up.
He said, “kid, I was just sweeping the floors, I know I just got home.”
He was starting to get aggravated and mad because I he didn’t feel that I believed him either. You see, he woke up at 2am, got a drink, went to the bathroom and went back to bed. When my dad went to check his sugar levels at 5am (as he does every morning), my dad found him sleeping so my dad woke him up. My grandfather had been apparently dreaming about sweeping the floors at my dad’s work and literally couldn’t shake the dream. The dream became his reality for about 45 minutes. I felt so bad for him. He didn’t have his teeth in (he wears dentures) and was all confused. We all know how it is to have a dream and when you wake up, you are like, “wow, that was a pretty real dream.” BUT you kick that feeling very quickly. Not this time for my grandfather. Thankfully his sugar levels were good, he just took a bit to come back to reality. -ha. One thing that helped him realize it was a dream and come back to reality was when we started to talk about the day before and what he and I did together, his trip to Walmart (the day before) and what he did after dinner (the night before). When I reminded him of those events and he started to remember them, he started to realize that it was 5:30am the next day and that he just had dream. When he finally was back to his normal self, he looked at me and started laughing and said, “kid, I am loosing it!” I giggled back and said, “yep, you kinda are….” -ha. There is something that makes him so confused after and right before sleep. Be sure to check out our new series on the blog, “Dementia Diaries.”