Alzheimer’s Daughter introduces the reader to my healthy parents, Ed and Ibby, years before their diagnosis, then recounts painful details as our roles reversed and I became my parents’ parent.
Their disease started as translucent, confused thoughts and ended in a locked memory care unit after a near decade of descent into the opaque world of Alzheimer's.
I began writing Alzheimer’s Daughter one week after my mother's death––when I was stunned, realizing Dad had no memory of her or their 66-year marriage.
I write to pay tribute to the undying spirit at Ed and Ibby's core, and with the hope that the story of their parallel decline might be helpful to others.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Quickly sorted family photos––images turing from black and white to color as time moved forward––any having people, places, or situations I remembered, were rare items spared certain death in the garbage.
We all have blurred memories of our past, but still photos rotate the camera lens of our lives into focus, showing clear details, reviving lost memories.
Friday, December 14, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Excerpt from Chapter Two of ALZHEIMER'S DAUGHTER:
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Alzheimer's Daughter Chapter One––Ordinary, Extraordinary Day
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Today I had the opportunity to begin to serve on a committee planning programing for a new locked memory care unit in Medina, Ohio.
Any family member who has had to place a loved one in a unit such as this due to dementia, Alzheimer's, or other cognitive impairment knows this decision is one of life's hardest.
Please give feedback through your comments about what would be important factors for you if you were looking for such a place for your loved one.
Also, if you have or had a family member living in a secure memory care unit, please comment specifically about good practices that work or worked with your loved ones,––what actions have you appreciated from staff, etc.
Feel free to forward a link to anyone who could cast light on this subject.
Thanks so much, friends, for your input.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Saturday, June 16, 2012
In June of last year while running routine errands in the grocery store, I stopped in the card aisle, intending to buy three Father's Day cards, as I had for over thirty years––one for my husband, one for my father-in-law, and one for my dad. Unexpected, deep sadness gripped me as I realized I'd never buy him a card again.
I hope my Father's Day post reaches him in heaven.
Have any of you had a similar experience? What are your Father's Day memories?