As we readied to leave the doctor’s office, Doc held me back and told me to hide the car keys. This was singularly unhelpful advice but for the sake of our, and community safety, I hid the keys, even disabled the spare key.
OH MY FREAKIN’ ANCESTORS !! My wonderful man turned into Angry Bird.
Nothing prepared me for this. NOTHING. So now what? Clearly, Brian was now on the Dementia pathway. But also I’m on the pathway of a pain that doesn’t heal and crying in the shower doesn’t relieve.
Our last bike ride was only eight months ago and today he doesn’t know who I am; the rapid progression is devastating. Dementia isn’t logical – that part of his mind is gone – it is emotional. The only thing that matters is the feeling of care, calm, and presence – minimizing frustration.
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