I remember the frustration watching my grandfather slowly go downhill. MY grandmother and Aunt took care of him for as long as they could. We took him to an adult day care for awhile to give them a break and it was a nice thing for them both. We did put him in a nurseing home 2 years ago. He is now tied in a wheel chair. I use to think that was awful but I also thought seeing him fall trying to climb things or just fall walking was not so great either. he doesn't seem to mind.
He was quite a pest when he was first there! I walked in one day and he came running out of a room holding his head. The lady in that room apparently didn't want him there so she bopped him in the head with her cane! He was always taking things apart, toilets,doorknobs, he was very good at helping some of the woman get untied from their wheel chairs too!
He still talks some. Always asks for me. He says wheres Cindy? I tell him right here and he says you aren't her. So I tell him she loves him and misses him and he seems happy with that answer. I do take some comfort in the fact that he has 5 children but it's my name he remembers.
This has been so sad to watch. My grandparents raised me and I hate what this has done to both of them. My grandmother wants to go see him every night and it's getting harder to get her there. She can barely walk. But as long as her mind is good I could never take her there. I know she is afraid that her kids will want to put her there. No way. I guess she'll have to put up with me!
Take care and God Bless all of you going thru this.
God will not give me more than I can handle,I just wish he didn't trust me so much!