I read your story and I started to cry. My Dad was taken from us suddenly, he had done very well but he was just starting to show signs of cognitive problems when he took a heart attack and died at the age of 84. My son and I spent every single Saturday night with him and one night through the week. We lived in another city, but regardless of weather we kept that commitment. My son gave up all of his Saturday night normal teenage social stuff to be with my Dad. I have no regrets. We also spent every single New Years Eve with him since my mom passed away when I was 18. A psychologist told me that my son's current depression is partially due to the fact that I made him live up to this committment. I disagree. I think my father taught him more than I ever could.
I taught at this one school in several different capacities, teacher, consultant, resource worker, reading recovery, special education, kindergarten, and behaviour
al class for 16 years.
There was one elderly teacher, in her 80's who used to like to come and visit. When my friend and I were at that school we maintained a prayer that she had written and had the young children recite it everyday. She used to love to drop by and see that her prayer was still on the wall. Although most of the staff had changed I learned about
her through my teaching partner one year. We would make a big celebration and make her feel like a queen when ever she came to visit.
I am sure if you made a phone call to the police station and told them of your dad's employment history, they would allow you to drop by and visit one day behind the bars, and treat him like a king. Most professionals honor those that have done the job in the early days.
I do not know much about
Alzheimer's. Could you call and book a day in advance to take him and arrange a specific time? Or do you never know ahead of time, how an alzheimer's patient will be on any given day? If you could plan ahead, then maybe they could temporarily cover up the mirrors for like 5 or 10 minutes while your dad got to the back area.
I am sure they would be honored to have him visit the station. Was it the actual station that he had worked from? I may be way off here, but I just wondered.
Bless your heart.
Both you and Lyn work so hard to make sure your parents have dignity and the best quality of life that they can have.
I think we need more education on Alzehimers because if I had not read this site, I never would have known that mirrors and glass reflections were a problem. It makes sense, totally. However in all the years that I studied psychology, I do not ever remember being told that. Now mind you most of my psychology courses related to children and learning, but I did take a few basic courses as well.
God Bless you both, inspite of your own pain, you watch over those that once watched over you. Crying again. It just makes me so sad to think of him in there feeling that way. But the story has a happy ending, because he painted his car red.
We used to have one elderly gentleman that used to like to come to the school once a week just to tape up books that had a little tear or whatever. While he was there the kids would walk by and greet him, and he would just smile. After about
an hour, his daughter in law would come pick him up and take him home. He was a great asset to the school. Unfortunately he died last year and I did not hear about
it until the time was long passed.
Thank God for the Rosie's and the Lyn's and the many others who post on this board for taking care of their loved ones. I know, but I do not fully understand, how hard it must be. I have never walked down that lane. But I take my hat off to all of the caregivers of elderly parents.
Post Edited (effie) : 8/25/2005 12:34:04 AM (GMT-6)