many wonderful and memorable moments this week. 

CAREGIVER NOTE:

Smiles were in abundance late last evening when son #2 arrived for a week long visit. Dad had been very anxious all day long waiting not so patiently for things to fall into place. Traveling across country is a little more complicated it seems now than it had been previously and it’s a whole day of travel for those coming here to visit.

Once they walked through the door, you could see the tension dissipate and relief take its place. And a good night’s sleep was had by all.

CAREGIVER NOTE:
We found a large print copy of a book he wanted to read. Yesterday’s experiment of using his new readers and seeing if he could read the print was a success — his interest didn’t hold for too long, but it was a step forward. YIPPEE!

Take one more step.  Turn one more corner. Repeat as needed. 

Name them one by one.

CAREGIVER NOTE:

Yesterday was difficult. The vivid dream was very real to him. We had to go outside in the dark to ensure that all was safe and no one was in danger. It took several hours for him to put the pieces to together and he was scared that he was really losing it. He’s realizing that things aren’t working as they should and he can’t process things as he thinks he should be able to do. It’s SCARY – both for him and for us.

to your heart.

CAREGIVER NOTE:

A walk around the garden late yesterday afternoon. He noticed the squash and pumpkins still on the vines, though not quite ready to harvest. A few tomatoes that are still too green to pick and was disappointed that there wasn’t any corn to take in and cook for dinner. The peach tree has just a few pieces of fruit clinging to the highest branches and the apples are beginning to turn red. He senses the change in the season as the days start much cooler and the sky darkens sooner.

He got a bit turned around last night in his room. He couldn’t find his way out. He couldn’t find the door. We went through a list of things he might need before going back to sleep. He seemed happy to know there was a door and he wasn’t locked in and the door could be left open for a little more light to come in.

He’s recognizing a “fuzz” as he calls it in his brain. He knows can’t remember things and can’t process thoughts clearly. It bothers him a lot. He’s sharing stories I haven’t heard before — but often gets stuck at a certain point and that portion of the story is repeated numerous times with just a few minor changes here and there. Hoping for stories again today…. sharing them makes him feel a little more alive.