Life with Dad

Caring for someone with dementia, you have to laugh to keep from crying.

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Location: Texas

This blog is a reflection on being a member of the "sandwich generation". We are those sandwiched between aging parents who need care and/or help and their own children. After an extensive remodel of our house, we moved my parents in with us. Dad has Alzheimer’s, which adds complications to the situation.

Saturday, January 01, 2005

Falling

Dad has been falling on occasion when he stands up. It's as if his knees just give way and he melts to the floor. Last night he must have tried to get up after we went to bed. Since he sleeps in a recliner (straight up without the foot rest), he crumpled to the floor next to the chair. We have a hospital bed for him, but he refuses to use it. He must have hit his head against the guard rail of the bed because he got an abrasion on his forehead. Fortunately, my daughter and her family were still up and in the kitchen. They heard him cursing, checked on him, and got my husband up. Dad was shaken but otherwise fine.

My husband said he's not going to give Dad a choice about sleeping in the bed any longer. He wants to be able to put the guard rails up so Dad can't try to get up. I wish him luck. It will be interesting tonight.

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