Sunday, March 17, 2013

Another funeral

Poor George; one of his best friends died on Friday - early hours of the morning. They had been friends for over 60 years.

Saturday morning; got ready for the funeral.
Sunday morning; got ready for the funeral.
Monday morning; got ready for the funeral.

The funeral is Tuesday afternon. He just gets so confused and then it does not matter how many times you tell him he still goes back to whatever he thought. For example this morning I had to stop him having a shower before the caregiver arrived. He was convinced he was going to the funeral today. No matter how many times he was told he insisted on putting on a white shirt and tie. He kept telling me all day that he is going to the funeral today. I keep telling him it is tomorrow. Half an hour later we start again...

I find this a difficult disease to work out; George's memory in most ways is not too bad and he can carry out a good conversation at this stage. His cognitive skills are rapidly declining however.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Son's visit

George had a visit from his youngest son yesterday afternoon. They went out and looked around the container shops in town. He loves to see family and had not seen his son since September so he was really happy although a little tired when they got home.

 He got his son to buy him some gin and tonic cans. He is no longer able to open cans himself thank goodness as he asked me to open one for him at 8 this morning...


The problem with alcohol is that he becomes more confused and is also more likely to have toilet problems. His doctor also told him that if he continued to drink the way he was it would kill him.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

falls

I am not too sure what to do about this one. George tends to rock back and forwards in bed at night (and pull the sheets and duvet off me).

Last night he rocked and landed on the floor!! It took me quite a bit to get him back to bed and luckily he was not hurt but it is something I need to watch out for.