Life with Dad

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

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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.

Monday, March 14, 2005

The Door

We are still locking Dad's door to keep him from going in to his room, undressing without help, and smearing poop all over the place.

Tonight, when my husband unlocked the door at 7:30 to put him to bed, Dad said, "The door is open. How the hell did that happen!"

posted by Margee | 7:36 PM

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