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Dad deserves a lot of credit, because he's the one who has observed firsthand Mother's decline and has put up with the aides. His world has been turned upside down, but he has seen to it that Mother is cared for well. If anyone has done his best to uphold the traditional marriage vow of "in sickness and in health," it's him. When someone who didn't know Mother before the onset of the disease comes to the house, Dad feels compelled to describe to them what Mother was like when she was healthy so that they can possibly glimpse the woman he knew — the smart, vibrant, active woman she used to be.
"Dad would say with disappointment, 'Your mother isn't getting better'" |
For Dad, Mother's decreasing responsiveness seemed to be a particularly salient indication of her decline. Every morning, he would say "Good morning" to her, and she would reply, "Good morning." Sometimes, he would ask, "How are you feeling?" She would usually say, "Fine," which consoled him, since she wasn't in pain despite her problems. As the weeks passed, however, on some days Mother didn't respond. That bothered Dad. Still later, she stopped responding altogether. That was a hard blow for him.
Early on, we investigated support groups. There are none for Lewy body disease, but there are many nearby support groups for Alzheimer's. We encouraged Dad to attend, because we thought it might help him if he could speak to others about what he was going through. However, he was disinclined to attend. He subscribes to an Internet e-mail list for caregivers. In general, though, he doesn't have the patience to read all the comments and finds that many of the people cared for are mildly afflicted or are in a nursing home. He reads some of the comments, but they don't give him solace.
"Mother's friends abandoned her when she still would have enjoyed their company" |
As for Dad, for us children this is a sad situation. Each of us visits regularly, but we have our own lives, so we're not constantly faced with Mother's illness and can put it out of our minds for a while. It's certainly hard to share our experience with friends. Talking about it can be hard. Friends who haven't had a parent with dementia cannot comprehend what we are going through. Everyone is quick to say the correct catchphrases ("I'm so sorry"), and some friends ask occasionally how things are going, but it's apparent that many others would rather not know.
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