There was this mom and daughter just minding their own business when all of a sudden a big, bad dementia appeared. It attacked the mom and started to make her forget things, from remembering to take meds to what day it was. Now this wasn’t all the time. So the big, bad dementia was good at hiding it self until it couldn’t anymore. The daughter tried her best to keep her mom happy and safe. In turn, it came a time that she couldn’t and God knew it was time to help her out. Doctors got involved due to that the mom got sick and had to go to the hospital. After she got better it was time to decide where should she go. There were only a few options and a choice was made. So the daughter would travel about every weekend to see her mom. It would take the whole day, since it was a distance away. There were days that you didn’t know what this big, bad dementia would do to her mother, but she went anyway. There were days that the daughter would cry and be just mad at everything. The daughter decided she needed help and she reached out to someone she could talk to. The daughter worked for a few years to get her mom moved closer to her. Finally she was able to get her moved closer. The place is very nice and so are the people. Now the big, bad dementia seemed to be content just showing it self every once in a while. The daughter could handle it for the most part. Until this big, bad dementia said, “ I need to cause some havoc I’ve been calm for too long.” The daughter knew she was . . .

I don’t know if any of you have ever had to tell a story for your loved one to be ok, to not to upset them, etc. That seems to be where I am at right now now with my loved one. It seems so strange to step into their world at whatever moment they are in. It can be that they live in a nursing home and believe they are at a restaurant and their family home is across the street. Which in reality none of this is true except the nursing home part. Trying to talk to them about people who have been dead for years and they believe are alive and well. That is the hardest story to tell since some of these people I have never met or if I did I was a very young child. The other side of this is that I was raised you don’t lie to your parents or anyone. It has been hard, but it is something that I find that I need to do at this point.

So where I left off in the story it has been a few interesting weeks. My mom seems to have it in her head she needed to leave the nursing home. Well it got to the point she just had to be put in a place where she wasn’t able to get out on her own. Now as I am sure you all know any change to a dementia patient can affect them for a while. This is just the start of this chapter on to this next portion of this story and adventure that I like to call dementia.