If I do its because I dont read what Ive written before when I open a new post
And because there are so many similarities between events its hard to remember what happened on a particular day
Although things do seem to go in cycles. Maureen says that the worst thing she ever did was to move here. Then she will say we were lucky to get this house. Then she wants to move back south but its too late to do anything about it now. And besides she couldnt do it on her own
Its nice of me to come and visit but she couldnt ask for my help to move,
Apparently she was moved up here by her eployer when she was a teenager , and she has regretted doing nothing about moving back when everyone who moved here with her moved back
The Community Nurse paid her annual visit to us last month and gave Maureen the standard "Intelligence" test. Last year she scored 21/40. this year it was 16/40
The following week we got a letter to say that in view of Maureens recent diagnosis of Dementia they strongly recommended that she shoulnt drive.
First of all Maureen was diagnosed 20 months ago, and it struck me as insensitive to write to a Dementia/Alzheimers sufferer ( who denies the fact) in this way. Talk about stir things up. Maureen tore the letter up.
I dont have the heart to tell her that her driving licence has expired and she is no longer insured.
So what else has happened>
Maureen will start (as she did ) by asking me why I am here , or what I am doing here. I try to dodge the question by saying something "funny" but this particular evening i said "Dont ask because you dont like the answer" Wwithin five minutes she was shouting at me
"This is my house not yours
You have no right to be here
I want you out
Im calling the police
I want you out of my house now
So pack your bags and leave
You are not staying in this house" etc etc
Then all went quiet.
I saw her taking the dogs upstairs
and called out "have you taken the dogs outside" ( for a pee last thing at night)
She said "Ive taken them"
Shortly after she came to tell me that one of the dogs had peed on our bed but she had seen to it
I went upstairs to find she had dabbed it with kitchen towel and the duvet cover and duvet were both wet.
When I said "We wil lhave to change the cover and duvet" she said they were fine.
I told her I wasnt sleeping in that bed
So I went to bed in another bedroom
An hour later she woke me up
"what are you doing here, ive been standing on the landing for the last hour waiting for you to come up" She was fully dressed
I said "well you can either sleep here or in your own bed"
She said "Well you can sleep here all the time then.
Fine!"
Throughout all of these exchanges Im being told what a horrible nasty individual I am.
After she hid all the house and car keys I took a set and put them on a key ring which I keep on me at all times. Maureen saw it and wanted to know why I had keys to her house and her can when they ad nothing to do with me. I shouldnt have keys to someone elses property and car
Again following the Communiy nurses visit the Psychologist recommended anti depressants for Maureen. She refused to take them The offer of a day a week at a day centre was also refused.
And so we soldier on. I wish Maureen would say "I feel there is something wrong with me" then we could talk about it ,even if she forgot.
the dogs had their hair cut on thursday in a location that takes us an hour to get to. They know maureen has Alzheimers so she sits and has coffee with the lady of the house. So the dogs are now waling aroud looking smart. But today Maureen says "We are going to get the dogs hair cut today."
She mixes the two dogs up and calls one by the others name.
So many small things ...
