Monthly Archives: November 2006

Last Saturday Grandpa fell while he was out getting the mail. It wasn’t the first time he has fallen. In fact, several weeks ago I had suggested that he might want to start using the cane down in the basement … Continue reading →

Grandpa rarely talks about his Alzheimer’s. When I first came to live with them I wondered if he even remembered or realized that he had Alzheimer’s. I soon learned that he does know he has Alzheimer’s, and he does think … Continue reading →

Grandpa is worse in the evenings. Some evenings he is better than others. Some evenings he is quite bad. His confusion can add up, one confused piling on top of another making his muddle thoughts all the more muddle until … Continue reading →

It is 10:30 PM and I just finally got Grandpa into bed. He doesn’t go to bed at a consistent time. On the very early end he is heading toward bed by 8:00 and might be in bed by 8:30. … Continue reading →

Grandpa has difficulty walking. There are probably three things that contribute; he often has a bad back ache, he has lost a lot of strength in his legs which makes it more laborous to lift his feet, and a result … Continue reading →

If you see Grandpa at his worst one might think he is “lost” in the disease. He can’t think, he can’t communicate, he can’t do anything (you think) . . . his very personality had disappeared. So you might think … Continue reading →

There are many dangers for Grandpa. It is impossible to eliminate all dangers but I try to make a measured judgement about what should be done about those I see. There is little that can be done about the danger … Continue reading →

Last night Shadowlands(*) was on TV. The actors were good, the story was sad. The subject, something to think about. I suppose first it made me think about life in general, about all the pain and grief in life. Second … Continue reading →

Around Grandpa one has to become accustomed to non-sequitors and free flowing activity. The protein plaque builds up on his brain as Alzheimer progresses and it becomes an increasing struggle for his brain to function. Two results of this are … Continue reading →

This afternoon I looked over my shoulder to see Grandpa with one shoe on. He was standing in the hall putting a tissue box on his other bare foot. Seeing trouble in the works I got up from the computer … Continue reading →