Because of Alzheimer's, my father can't remember the names of his wife, kids or grand kids. But despite his ornery facade, he still likes a good laugh.
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Happy Father's Day to all.
I was reading this delightful story and I wanted to share it with you - Amid an Alzheimer's fog, my dad retains his sense of humour.
The part where the dentures disappeared had me laughing because the same thing happened to us.
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Excerpt from Francs Kelly at the Toronto Star,
The toughest part is remembering the person he once was.Stories like the above, stories long or short, are a wonderful way to honor and remember your loved one. Sharing your observations and feelings can also be helpful to other Alzheimer's caregivers.
My father, Tom Kelly, has been abducted, held hostage by a terrible disease that has shattered the lives of so many whose loved ones have received that devastating diagnosis — Alzheimer’s.
Who is this man who can’t tell day from night and regularly wakes at 4 a.m. to belt out a top-of-his-lungs rendition of “Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral” in his lilting Irish brogue?
Who is this man, always partial to Irish tweed, who at 89 now marvels at Don Cherry’s audacious outfits, declaring them “absolutely smashing.”
Who is this man who had long worked for Ontario Hydro but now can’t even plug in a kettle?
and then let us know what you think.
Please know, we are always looking for stories from our readers.
Here is a quick story about Dotty that I was reminded of while reading the article.
I taught Dotty how to get cash out of the ATM machine after the death of my father. She was delighted to learn how to do this.
When I first came to Delray Beach to take care of Dotty she was still paying for things like Bingo, lottery tickets, and groceries, etc. so she needed cash.
One day I took her to the cash machine and she took out $200.
When it came time to go to Bingo I asked, do you have your money?
Dotty responded, what money? I don't have any money. (To be honest this kind of situation was still very disconcerting at the time).
I tried to explain that she had just gotten $200 from the machine.
We then proceeded to look for the cash and we could not find it. I said to Dotty, don't worry we will find it later. Let's go.
I looked and looked and searched and searched and I could not find that money. I looked everywhere. In the toes of shoes, under the mattress, in old purses, even in the microwave, I could not find the money.
Lo and behold the money disappeared. No amount of searching could find it.
Then about 2 years later my mother walks into the living room with a smile and delighted look on her face as she held up the $200 for me to see.
Of course, I asked the obvious question. Where did you find the money?
And of course, she gave the obvious answer?
I don't know.
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