Our Family Circa 1962

Mom and Dad were happy I think.

The Journey Begins

The Journey Begins is a proper title because I suppose it is a journey for all of us involved.  Mom has Alzheimer's.  That's a fact.  She won't agree but then that's the nature of the illness.  She's there still.  She'll tell you that she's very healthy, nothing wrong with her and to see her, doesn't appear to have anything wrong but to talk to her, well that's a different story.  Today was a good day, I read on the Alzheimer's Reading Room, an excellent source, that bright light is good for you, makes you more alert or triggers the happiness button, so I figure I'll take her out to eat, either someplace where we'll see a lot of natural light or just ride around and get some sun.  She had a good time, ate 3/4 of an eNtnormous salad while protesting vehemently that she couldn't possibly eat that big salad.  Had the waittress not dropped off go boxes too quickly, I think she would have steadily eatem the whole thing.  I refilled her pill box, she was down to 1 week and 3 days of pills left.  She didn't have any leftovers so I'm pretty sure that she was taking all of her pills.  She'd gotten up in the morning and apparently washed her undies and had hung them on the shower rod with the bathroom heater on to dry them off.  She mentioned her dog (deceased) at least twice but when I mentioned giving her a beta fish as a low-maintainance pet, she didn't remember what a beta was.  So I'm not sure that getting one for her is the best idea but Austin would like to go forward with the self sustaining pet.