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.

Monday, March 21, 2005

My Scary Husband

Tonight when it was time to put Dad to bed, my husband opened Dad's door from inside the room. Dad saw the light shining through the doorway and said,

"Where is that man? That man comes through the door. That is what he does."

My husband stepped through the door as he was putting on the latex gloves to change Dad's diaper. Dad saw my husband's hand raised slightly and said,

"That man has a gun! That is what he has!"

Then he realized his mistake

"He doesn't have a gun. That is true of him."

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