Sharon M. Robbins

Nightingale

In Alzheimer's, Caretaking on October 26, 2009 at 8:58 am

Sing us a song
I’m writing at my desk at 4:40 am.  Another long sleepless night.  menopause strikes again.  I finally decided to get up and blog for a while, perhaps it will help me sleep. 

Of a love that once belonged
About Dad:  Dad has become so frail lately.  It’s hard to describe.  All he says is that he feels so old.  Then he asks me how old he is.  And he asks what year it is and he does the math to figure out if he’s really 77 years young. 

Nightingale
It’s heart breaking really.  Watching Dad unravel while Alzheimer’s ravages his mind and body.  Some how you wish you could spear him the pain, but you know you can’t.   I do pray with him a lot while were together.  It seems to comfort Dad.  I also try to send him energy from my heart while we hold hands, hoping it will give him the energy to enjoy life while he can. 

Tell me your tale Was your journey far too long?
And yet  I feel Dad is slowly disappearing.    I pray I am true to Dad till the end.  And never give up on him. 

Many Thanks to Nora Jones for the use of her Lyrics “Nightingale”.

True Blood Sucks – Rewrite, Series 2 episode 9

In Uncategorized on August 24, 2009 at 2:15 am

Okay, I must admit that I am horribly addicted to “True Blood”.  I eagerly anticipate this weekly HBO show on Sunday evenings.  And then every night afterwards I re-watch the episode on HBO Demands until the next episode is released the following week. 

Why rewrite.  Because my last blog about True Blood was not my real feelings.  Currently in True Blood we’re watching the classic struggle between Good and Evil.  And surprisingly, Good is winning.  The Top Vampire, Godric is demonstrating true Christ-like behavior.  Apparently because he has lived over 2000 years and is tired of the muckety-muck life of an ordinary vampire.  Godric even offers to sacrifice his life to the Sun.  I’m shaking my head because this is not a classic vampire series anylonger. 

Godric asks Sookie, Do you believe in God?  Sookie replies yes!  Godric continues, How will God punish me?  Sookie explains God doesn’t punish, God forgives.  Godric accepts this wisdom.  Godric simply faces the Sun and turns to flames and vanishes.  (Do you understand my concern?)

I believe myself to be a committed Christian.  I really celebrate this new twist in this Vampire tale.  But I am confused by this change.  Yes, good does always triumphs, but ever so quietly, gently.  Anyway, can you understand my confusion.  Of Course, True Blood has reserved the Truly Evil person for the final three episodes.  Mary Ann Forester and the town of Bon Ton.  It should be interesting!!  Don’t cha’ think?

Billie Jean is not my lover

In Alzheimer, Caretaking on August 19, 2009 at 2:51 am

She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
I hardly know what to write today.  My DS and I have been given the glorious gift of a mini-break from Dad.  Dad is in respite at the VA while we take a short vacation.  And none too soon either.  We were both losing our minds.  Dad is in Stage II of Alzheimer’s Disorder.  Most of the time currently Dad is delusional.  His delusions are mostly that he is back in the Korean War fighting the Chinese OR that he is home with his Mother eating dinner, breakfast or what not.  Either way it’s difficult to cut through the delusions to reach Dad.  My DS is much better at doing this than I am.  When we find Dad in the throws of a delusion, we’ve been instructed to just go along with the delusion.  Some days this is more difficult than others.  I have the most difficult time doing this when Dad instructs me to take him home to his Mother’s home in Illinois (we live in Florida).  What my DS has found that works well, is when he says to take him home.  Just drive around following his instructions until he gives up on the delusion.  This does take patience and quite a bit of time.  Dad is due to return to our care again this coming Saturday.  Already we’re counting down the days, hours, minutes. 

But the kid is not my son
I must admit, I am eager to see Dad again.  I’ve missed him.  Although I do hope I can handle the craziness again.  This we shall see.  Wishing you well.

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

 

Many Thanks to Michael for the use of his Lyrics “Billie Jean”.  Miss you Michaelxxoo