I have left Jean looking at a DVD of the grandchildren playing at our dream home. The youngest with her pet sheep Pixie, it followed her everywhere. Summer they are playing in the river, and winter in the snow sliding down the banks, all 9 of them. Now three of the have children of their own. This treatment opens her her memory bank to see and enjoy treasured times. Treating the mind was overlooked in the nursing home. The most precious gift we are given, we waste it, can't make it, can't buy it, yet some say I'll buy some! We no not how much we are to receive.That's TIME. Well invested it goes into the memory bank and labled "fond memories". Now Jean sees the everyday things missing in the nursing home. Children at play, people tending their gardens, shopping etc.
I feel great to-day. I managed to bypass my memory bank program. It was raining heavy this morn, mind told me skip running, it's wet and miserable. Out I went and enjoyed it, I won to-day! Can't remember having a cold for over 20yrs. How we are programed from very young makes it harder to erase unreasoned instructions. Imagine if we has been allowed to reason things out, we might have asked: Why rock a baby on a tree top? that's dangerous. Or, Bo Peep lost sheep, of course he wouldn't now where to look, ther're lost. Then confuse us by: leave them alone! Children are eager to learn, Example: A child walking the beach with Grandad:"Those noisy birds are seagulls" child "What about the heargulls?" "Where are they?" child "You can't see, only hear them". From my perspective I reason out or reject advice given relating to Jean.
After an MRI scan in early '96 it was offical she had AD aged 62. I was warned to expect mood swings and voilence.I chose to reject that as she was a quiet and gentle person. I was right.By 2001 a week before her 67th BD she had the last of her unwarned falls, result a fracture of upper arm and dislocated shoulder. I told her not to join me in our morning walk, as the grass was wet. As I walked down a bank, Iheard a tud, she had followed me and fallen foward. The full was taken on her streched out right arm.I knew it was bad as I heard her quietly wimper,I took her to the house, up spirial stairs, sat her down. I arranged a doctor and helped her into amblance. This was only the begining of my long nightmare. Four weeks later on leaving the hospital she would never walk unaided again. To follow: The lack of understanding by staff.
May your God go with you.