tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post8019974787285504501..comments2023-04-17T09:12:31.098-07:00Comments on Black Cat Blog: WAITING FOR MOM TO DIEblack cathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10127989090380559376noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-82740058022896939142015-09-21T16:19:08.708-07:002015-09-21T16:19:08.708-07:00I'm still trying to lure my husband into seein...I'm still trying to lure my husband into seeing STILL ALICE, but I'll put this one on my list as well. Sometimes, the nurses give me guilty looks and tell me my mom eats more dessert than anything else. I assure them that I'm more than happy for her to eat cookies and ice cream--whatever makes her happy, or as happy as she's capable of being at this point.<br /><br />black cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10127989090380559376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-54665177068124505382015-09-21T16:02:31.941-07:002015-09-21T16:02:31.941-07:00Beautifully written. I agree with what you said ab...Beautifully written. I agree with what you said about medicine and it being kinder to just let go. Sometimes I think we need to let nature take it's course rather than grasping short straws. As a nurse, I have been in the nursing home caring for patients like this. Some of the staff did fine, I don't know if they were able to distance themselves. Many got attached to the patients. I was one of the latter group, I got too attached and burnt out quickly from the heartbreak. I thank God the others were there and able to handle it. I can tell you gazillions of stories of my time, but most won't be helpful. The only part that might help is telling you what you already figured out. Bring her the muskmelon! Find those little silly things that bring her joy and bombard her with them. At this point, who cares if it's not good to eat muskmelon three times a day? She's earned it! And so have you. Have you seen the movie God's Not Dead? There is a scene where Mina goes to visit her mother and the nurse brings her food tray. Mom gets so excited for the chicken, says she can't remember the last time she had it. Nurse says yesterday, and the day before. Mina expresses her concern that maybe mom needs variety, not good for chicken every night. The nurse looks at Mina and says, "Do you know anything else that will make her that happy?" Find the happy, do that. God bless you. Hugz!Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657226897688742778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-24000121343244328622015-09-17T17:26:18.746-07:002015-09-17T17:26:18.746-07:00Yes, there are so many suffering just as much--or ...Yes, there are so many suffering just as much--or more--than I am.black cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10127989090380559376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-54005020552859991862015-09-17T14:00:44.863-07:002015-09-17T14:00:44.863-07:00This is so heartbreaking Ann. So many others must ...This is so heartbreaking Ann. So many others must be going through this too. Beautifully expressed. Denise Covey https://www.blogger.com/profile/07106490051555233439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-48991516294457855502015-09-16T17:53:21.075-07:002015-09-16T17:53:21.075-07:00Yes, the taking care of me can get complicated--an...Yes, the taking care of me can get complicated--and, sometimes, there's just not enough time to go around. black cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10127989090380559376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-4336114019197662332015-09-16T17:52:43.402-07:002015-09-16T17:52:43.402-07:00Yes, the ride home is awful. That sounds all to fa...Yes, the ride home is awful. That sounds all to familiar to me. I hope you've found that your good memories (prior to disease) have come back. I'm hoping and praying this will be the case for me. Take care.black cathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10127989090380559376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-14247353965033230332015-09-16T16:16:09.156-07:002015-09-16T16:16:09.156-07:00This was beautifully written and so brave of you -...This was beautifully written and so brave of you -- to share your experiences this way. My mother died in 2008 of pneumonia, but had lived with Alzheimer's for many, many years. My stepfather was in such denial, they didn't even get a diagnosis until her problems could no longer be hidden. <br /><br />My grandmother had dementia in the years before her death, and my mother once made me promise that I 'would slip her a mickey' if she ever had the same problem. Had there been a 'mickey' available -- and had it been legal -- I might have granted her wish. <br /><br />I, too, found my visits with her growing shorter during her last couple years. I did my best not to cry during the visits, but couldn't stop myself from doing so throughout the 90 minute drive home. <br /><br />Memories of better times do come to the fore -- with time. And I'm grateful for the many happy, healthy years she had -- especially all the traveling which she was able to do -- but I am still angry that this disease stole everything from her during her last years. <br /><br />I'm so sorry you and your mother are going through this.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06611656982367077903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511254604514845320.post-48198468810481388302015-09-16T13:47:55.997-07:002015-09-16T13:47:55.997-07:00I'm so sorry Ann, such heartbreak, I've no...I'm so sorry Ann, such heartbreak, I've no words to express my sorrow for you and your family. As you take care of others, remember to take care of you!Yolanda Renéehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09085436784133103221noreply@blogger.com