As she walked up to me she was smiling. I put out my hand and she took it. I then whispered in her ear - I see you.
By Bob DeMarco
Alzheimer's Reading Room
I see youI know you're in thereI'm here with youAlways.....
|Dotty 2005, 89 years old|
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I took the picture above of my mother in early 2005. This was just a few months before May 7, 2005 when I had my great Alzheimer's caregiver epiphany.
Something Had to Change
That Something Was Me.
Here is a picture of my mother on June 29, 2011 on her 95th birthday.
|Dotty 2011, 95 years old|
Interesting, wouldn't you say?
In 2010, I was in the neurologists office and a woman I had never seen before walked up to me. It was clear that she was a dementia patient.
As she neared me she smiled. I put my hand out and she took it. I then whispered in her ear
I See You.
Her husband came into the room and he was clearly freaked out. I suppose he thought she was doing something wrong, or maybe he thought I was doing something wrong.
He was wrong on both counts.
I looked at him and said, it is all good. He looked confused.
At that point I collected up my mother and we left.
That episode was the catalyst for the poem - the Whisper.
Think about it.
Your thoughts and comment?
And Change It Did ...
Bob DeMarco is the Founder of the Alzheimer's Reading Room (ARR). Bob is a recognized expert, writer, speaker, and influencer in the Alzheimer's and Dementia Community worldwide.
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