Alzheimer
As already mentioned, my mother in law is sick with Alzheimer's. Nasty disease that devours me as a man. Slowly, irrevocably. With valuable, full of life woman zostje just terrified shell.
Someone rings the door, she often does not know that this sound (Bell lever) is the guest.
Within half an hour can 10 to 15 times a call asking what time it is because I do not know how to find a watch, or what day today, we have (in every room of your home has special clocks on which it displays the date, hour, day). Picking up these phones because otherwise, call on our neighbors if we are at home because no one receives (I specifically after 6 if absolved, now no longer, neighbors also have enough time). DDDDDDDDDDDDDDuzo write.
Somehow were going until last week. Home care in the Netherlands is excellent. But the woman began to go out of the house and never knows where he wants to go or where to return. Did not know what it's called, and came home from the cottage with the key in his hand (we Ores pouch behind him, I mean even to the restroom with the precious bag, her son was mad as a bag chose a half hours at the shop. He has two tough choice). Fortunately, the se reminded sings in a choir, and from here in almost every home chorus So starszawa
asked whether I anybody knows. Of course, it Truus V D. I am in work, peasant private phone at work or not receiving,
first contact his mother on a pilgrimage at Santiago de Castella (still a month will be marched).
Bride also works, but it receives phone between 19.00 and 20.00.Taka fad, and what. Granny
delivered to the neighbor and was reported in Thuiszorgu (the local care), and this began. After a meeting of neighbors, an interview with the daily stay at home, Chora ( belongs to two), was found with
apply for a need to improve the qualifications of 4 / 5 (4 - nursing home care from the browse mode,
5 - old people's home with a closed odzialem.Tzn house with a garden, own bedroom, bathroom, kitchenette and sitting room living in common. Patients can help cook, and sometimes sit all day scraping a potato but
gives them a sense of doing something outside pozytecznego.Wyjscia only person taking care of).
I started here in August. My peasant stood perch. He does not agree on anything, worse, he does not see the problem. Because as
Moeder go there, it will lose contact with the world. As if it even had.
My Boy, you suffer, the youngest of the brothers but not beloved, not spoiled (Luckily for me).
But living here, not far from it. And we, we are most often at her and she with us.
Waiting, translators and patiently waiting. And then his mother tells him to set up a bracelet in hand with personal information and phone to him. Well, we'll see.
And anyway I started two crochet doilies, a sweater from Ruby EFfCI another yarn. I am not Madame
tricotte but I prefer scheepjes in gray in the huge quantities. I am doing without a sample, he he, so how it will be too small to get it in May kumpela as too big / mom or siorka. Even
crochet blouse in purple - I do not like, throughput at the napkin.
So I am doing something, however, Same way, but slowly. Because the spring through the window and my fallow waiting for me.
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