He had another seizure. Now he is taking anti seizure med - Keppra. Each time he has had one for the next two or three days he is in worse shape mentally and physically. The day after he had it he was sure he was in South Louisiana and that he had driven the truck home form the well site. The Pickens knew this but he needed to get back working. He has been sure we dropped someone off someplace and can't remember who it was. He was still doing this last night. We bought him one of those 4-prong canes but he doesn't use it well. Half the time he carries it not toughing the ground. I am finding this very sad.
I was just about used up Saturday, so glad Kelley came and spent the day.
We will go to sunday school and church today. He always wants to do this. Hope it will be good for him.
Circus 24-7 We have known that my husband has dementia for about four years now. I expect this blog to be mainly about his condition. Sometimes you will want to laugh. Please do. Living with dementia is like nothing else in the world and sometimes it is funny. Sometimes it is a circus. Sometimes the clowns laugh and sometimes the clowns cry. Posted by circus 24/7 at 11:34 AM 0 comments
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
A LAUGHING MATTER
Darling now wants someone else to order for him in a restaurant, not every time but often. Sometimes it is not easy to do.
Miss stayed with him one day and as usual they went out to lunch. She says he wanted her to order and wanted to discuss what was available. Then when the waitress is standing there ready to write down the order, he wants to talk some more about it. So when you get through giving his order you are exhausted but also realize you have not figured out what you want. (I have noticed this too.) So it is easy to just order something simple or order the same thing he is getting which is not what you would have ordered if you had a chance to consider the menu. This time Miss ordered ribs and French fries for herself. When it was served she had four ribs and fries.
Well he thought hers looked good and wanted a taste or her ribs. She said she cut off a bite or two for him. Later he asked for a taste of ribs; he didn’t remember he had already had a taste. She put a few more bites on his plate. Then he mentioned her ribs looked really good – could she spare a rib? So she cutoff a whole rib and put it on his plate. She said she looked down at her plate and she hardly had any meat left; so she ate French fries.
When they got in the car he said he was really overly full and asked if she wasn’t too? She said no that she was still kind of hungry. He really could not understand that. They serve a lot of food there and she must really eat a lot if that was not enough food for her. She just laughed and when she told me I laughed.
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