90° here, feels like 98°. I am waiting until it cools down some to go look in the creek for unusual rocks.
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Mid 90's here. The creek sounds like a good place to be today.
Yeah, going after supper.
Oh, the idea of my feet being in running water... sounds really nice!
I had a terrible evening yesterday. Bouts of uncontrollable sobbing interspersed with wander aimlessly around the house and property looking at all the things that need to be done and not caring a bit if I do them or not.
I texted Michelle, the house manager where DH is living, last night after they had dinner to ask how he was doing and she said he ate well and did great. That helped.
I texted her again this morning to ask how he did during the night. Strange bed, strange house, strange bathroom. He got up in the middle of the night to pee and made it to the bathroom on his own, took care of business, flushed and went back to bed. To you all this may sound like no big deal. It's a big deal. I was so relieved he did all that without a problem.
The morning after I brought him to the beach house, I got up a little after 5 and found that Bella had peed in the bathroom. There was big puddle in there and she hit the memory foam bath mat. So I cleaned it up and went about my morning routine. I told DH about it when he got up and he didn't comment. Hours later we were walking on the beach and I looked over at him to again see tears in his eyes. When I asked him what was wrong he said "It wasn't Bella. It was me. I don't what happened." I just made like it was nothing and told him it was that rotten disease, not him. "It's not your fault. It's NEVER your fault. It's just pee. I've cleaned up lots of pee accidents in my life and it's no big deal. OK?" But it actually was. It was another sign that I made the right decision to move him down there where there is a team to help him.
I met Sally, one of the CNAs. She has lots of experience with dementia patients and I could tell that the two of them hit off right away. He was all smiles! She said she'll take him for walks too! I feel MUCH relieved tonight. Now I'm exhausted.
I texted Michelle, the house manager where DH is living, last night after they had dinner to ask how he was doing and she said he ate well and did great. That helped.
I texted her again this morning to ask how he did during the night. Strange bed, strange house, strange bathroom. He got up in the middle of the night to pee and made it to the bathroom on his own, took care of business, flushed and went back to bed. To you all this may sound like no big deal. It's a big deal. I was so relieved he did all that without a problem.
The morning after I brought him to the beach house, I got up a little after 5 and found that Bella had peed in the bathroom. There was big puddle in there and she hit the memory foam bath mat. So I cleaned it up and went about my morning routine. I told DH about it when he got up and he didn't comment. Hours later we were walking on the beach and I looked over at him to again see tears in his eyes. When I asked him what was wrong he said "It wasn't Bella. It was me. I don't what happened." I just made like it was nothing and told him it was that rotten disease, not him. "It's not your fault. It's NEVER your fault. It's just pee. I've cleaned up lots of pee accidents in my life and it's no big deal. OK?" But it actually was. It was another sign that I made the right decision to move him down there where there is a team to help him.
I met Sally, one of the CNAs. She has lots of experience with dementia patients and I could tell that the two of them hit off right away. He was all smiles! She said she'll take him for walks too! I feel MUCH relieved tonight. Now I'm exhausted.
@DobieLover you still love him and understand the disease is a harsh one .. one of the harshest out there.
Tonight you can sleep well knowing that he is safe.
My Aunt got to the point where she would start taking her pants down to pee, but was too late, so she kept peeing on her shoes. I got some that could be rinsed off, like crocs.
And happy. That was the kicker for me.
He's grown to rely on me heavily and I could tell he wanted to come with me when I left the first day. It was a major kick to the heart.
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