Sometimes it is fairly easy to figure out what is going on. Sometimes it may seem impossible. But there is always a reason -- a reason other than, "It's the dementia."
Even though he had forgotten about the move, the sound of his voice asking to go home reverberated in my head and troubled me for days.
It's not easy for anyone when the time to put away the car keys is reached: the time when he or she has to relinquish that great worldwide symbol of independence -- driving a car. It happens for some at earlier ages than for others. Sight starts to fail and driving at night becomes increasing difficult. Reflexes slow and the foot moves slower from the gas to the brake.
All to often a woman's time out of the office during her childbearing years is compounded by the time she takes off later to care for her parents and she suffers a significant lost in wages as a result.
Having lost my father and grandfather to heart disease, I should've been more aware of my own heart health. I shouldn't have smoked three packs a day for 18 years. Just because I played a lot of tennis and "looked healthy," I shouldn't have believed that proved I was healthy.
Through all the emotions churning in my heart and the thoughts whipping through my mind, part of me continues to feel detached, as if watching this life-changing story unfold from the outside. Maybe it is trying to protect the rest of me from the pain I might feel if I allow my guard down.
Until we're willing to deal with the fact that young people are sexual people who need more realistic, developmentally appropriate guidance when it comes to sexual expression and satisfaction, the situation is not going to change.
One day my dear friend, Connie, was coming to visit Ed with me. I was an hour and a half early because I wanted to make sure he was awake, shaved and ...
Imagine how exciting it would be to design a whole new system of care for older adults -- entirely from scratch. You'd be working with a clean slate, unencumbered by the temptation to retain old ways of operating, simply because 'we've always done it this way.'
There might be no clearer metaphor for mental clarity than that clock: we describe the timing of the very punctual among us as being like a "Swiss watch."
We started our visit by talking about Ruth's experience dancing with soldiers at an Army base during World War II. She tells me that story every time I visit, and I enjoy it each time as much as the time before.
Each year, Alzheimer's awareness is heightened on September 21, World Alzheimer's Day. This dreaded disease impacts not only the person living with it, but also their loved ones.
The degree of success, whether a doctor or a hospital (or any business), isn't always measured by good outcomes. It is measured by what happens after a mistake. We all make mistakes because we're human. It's unavoidable. What is in our control, however, is the way we treat a person and family afterward.
As I'm sitting here writing this, nearly 15 years have passed since that fateful evening Ed was found driving on the wrong side of the road. Since that first sign that something serious was wrong with him. I was only 50 then; now I'm into my 60s. The years have gone by slowly.
While I am a huge fan of using different digital tools to stay connected with others, I also think that nothing can replace the impact of spending some face time with loved ones. These moments are important in building relationships between grandparents and their grandchildren, but can also be useful in helping families keep an eye on an aging loved one's health.
My mother is a character from a Tennessee Williams play... but without a Southern accent. I am her second child and was born when she was 16 years old. Her childhood was cut short and never spoken of in a way that imparted a sense of safety or innocence. Each man she ran away with she hoped would rescue her from the last. She gave up every child she bore to some degree.