Archive for May, 2015

Dad, Mom and meIt has been a long time since I have written anything in my blog. In fact, it has been a long time since I have written anything at all. The past year has been busy with our move back to Maine, getting our new home finished, transferring mounds of paperwork for new doctors, residency, taxes and the list goes on.

The most difficult part has been very personal to me. About three years ago, my mom was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease. She rapidly changed from someone that was going to take care of dad with his dementia, to someone that can no longer feed herself without prompting. For the past year dad has done his best to keep his wife of 55 years at home. He is 82 years old and was quite literally killing himself to be there for mom 24/7.

Family was helping as much as possible, but the Parkinson’s and related dementia got to the point of my parents not longer being safe at home. On April 28, 2015, mom was checked into a Geriatric Psychiatry Ward at a nearby hospital. She was in a constant state of fear, panic and anxiety attacks, unable to walk on her own, falling, and the list goes on. All of this became something that medications did not help and family could not deal with.

Her Parkinson’s and Lewy Body Dementia had completely taken over my mother. There is so much more that could be said, but the simplest way of putting it is a cloak of darkness has fallen over her, and mom is no longer there.

I wrote something very short to possibly let readers see into her world for just a fraction of a second.

Hi mom, it’s Rick.


Mom, it’s Ricky.

…..Oh, hi Arnold….

No mom, I’m Rick.

     Alphy, Could you take my foot out of the basement?

How are you feeling today mom?

….My blanket needs to be fixed….it won’t hold my….the table there is cold

     Ariel is coming?

Not today mom, but dad is sitting right beside of you.

Hi Joan…how are you feeling?

….My father said something

Not your father mom, my father. Your husband Charlie.


It’s okay mom, you are safe in your chair, you won’t fall.

….Louis died

Louis who mom?

     When is the funeral…was in the papers

Who do you mean mom?


What did you have for lunch today mom?

     Ice cream, mashed potatoes….

That sounds good.

….Arnold, I need go bathroom….

I’ll get a nurse mom, be right back.

Joan, it’s Charlie, remember me?

….Louis died

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