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.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Christopher Colunbus

Dad was in a talkative mood today when I picked him up to take him to the dentist. In fact, he talked all through having his teeth cleaned--an interesting undertaking.

"Columbus was my father. He died yesterday."

"Columbus got tired of living, so he died."

"Columbus was my grandfather. No, he was my father."

"Columbus got tired of living in Texas, so he went to South America. He lived all over South America."

"When he got tired of living, he died. He died yesterday."

"Columbus lived all over America, then in Texas, and all over South America. He died in Texas."

"I am Spanish because Columbus was from Spain. They speak Spanish in South America."

"Columbus lived a long, long, long time. Then he got tired and died yesterday."

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