A blog about my journey through Alzheimer's Disease with my mother. I will lose Mummy, but along the way, I'll find myself and that's not a bad outcome...all things considered.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Forward into tomorrow
and the day before, Barbara was gone. Completely gone. Empty eyes,
vacant looks, hollow, completely unable to do for herself. Today, she's
back. the woman I loved (and feared), the imperfect mother returned this
morning. As grateful as I am for a semblance of normality today, I am
well aware that tomorrow could go either way.
residence in a place of 'not my will', a place of complete relaxation
with life as you find it, has significant benefits. I don't have to like
it when she's vacant, but at least when I accept that this is how
things go, I can just go with it. As the Desiderata says (that piece of
it that most people don't know), "taking this [sic] world, as it is, not
as I would have it". This approach has definite benefits and this
approach is crucial to surviving the AD onslaught.