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Post by WulfcwenStar on Apr 20, 2011 15:29:50 GMT 1
Last night I had this dream. I was taking care of my husband who had been taken ill and was a complete invalid needing a lot attention. I was happy to do this and was getting on with things in a matter of fact way making sure he had all needed. I would make him laugh and smile and made sure he knew how much I loved him. I asked his advice on things and sorted things out although I was doing everything on my own in the end. I was upset but never let my husband see this and kept things going.
I woke up feeling a little upset. My husband has had a lot of problems healthwise and I now that things will get harder for him as time goes on. The dream was very realistic.
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Post by watershield on Apr 20, 2011 17:18:58 GMT 1
I think it's a natural thing to feel abit of resentment when things start to go south. Thing to try to remember is that you resent the condition not the person. Unfortunatly that is the real hard part.
My MIL has dementia and is lossing all memory of just about anything you can name. Last night at supper, we gave her a bowl of stew and a plate for bread. Not realizing that was her meal, she started laddling it onto the grand kids plates. Instead of buttering her bread, she put half a bottle of katchup on it and commented that the jelly was off as it didn't taste right. This from a lady who once ran a catering business and now doesn't know the differance between a microwave oven and a plate cupboard. It can be hard to remember, it's not her, it's the dementia.
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Post by WulfcwenStar on Apr 20, 2011 23:17:31 GMT 1
I lookde after my MIL who had dementia it was hard but also rewarding in a way as well. When she could not remember who I was I did not try to make her remember I simply said I was there to see her. She liked that and when I told her my name she said she had a DIL with that name. She went on tell me what her DIL was like, she liked talking about people it helped her and sometimes she would suddenly recall who I was. All very odd at times but I tried to make things fun for her. I would say things like sorry the butter is off maybe we shouild try this instead when she put lard on the bread instead of butter. I would be told to make sure I put the butter away properly next time so it would not go off. I would agreee and she would smile and pat my hand. It is hard for everyone when a loved one is like that.
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