Maureen is still reeling from Sunday. It’s after two in the afternoon and she’s still in bed asleep. I’m not at all surprised after her 14 hour shift on Sunday.
Her Aunty Clarice has popped in for a short while. They chatted as Maureen ate her breakfast/ lunch at noon. Maureen was reluctant to come downstairs afterwards feeling that Clarice had outstayed her welcome.
This middle-aged husband is keeping a vigil by occasionally popping upstairs to check his wife is ok. I have now taken all cards down as Sleeping Beauty will have forgotten I’m 70 today the next time she wakes up. It’s likely more breakfast will be needed before very long: just another day in ‘Maureen’s Dementia World’.
Dementia: Sharing The Good Times 
Happy Birthday Paul. Birthdays are such a challenge for us to come to terms with … I had a beautiful card from my husband for my birthday – but to him, I am hardly ever there, I am always away or doing something, and leaving him with other very nice people who look after him (all of whom are me of course!). I have left the card on the windowsill – but I don’t think he notices it anymore … The journey is a rocky road for all of us .. and we must ensure that our efforts adapt to our loved one’s condition doesn’t lead to I should have done this, or I shouldn’t have done that .. above all we do our best for the one we love out of devotion not duty
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Many thanks. It’s just another day with us both doing the best we can.
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