Going home

This morning my partner said, “This Alzheimer’s stuff is terrible. You get a cold, you are stuffy for a few days, but this just goes on and on.” (My sentiments exactly!)  “It is so hard to try to find my words especially when I am talking to strangers.”

Later he came and said hopefully, “well, maybe when I come back from Ontario it will be better.” I had him repeat the phrase because I was so startled.

Wanting to live in Ontario (his boy home home specifically) and being very vocal about it has become a marker for how uneasy he is in a situation. Now this adds another dimension to all that.

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Alzheimers Society workshop

This weekend (March 29, in Courtenay) I went to the Alzheimer’s Society of BC workshop on Dementia, the disease, communication, and behaviours. I had taken several of these workshops but the first couple I spent in tears and probably got very little out of them. This time, I was able to take notes, and here are the items that struck me as highlights. I am thinking that if and when I hire more caregivers having taken some of these workshops should be required, because they do help train against the most common communication mistakes.

I really think there should be some sort of certification for dementia care workers because I have seen so many mistakes made with my partner, including the hundreds I have made myself.

  • More than 70,000 people in BC have dementia, 1.5% of the population, with 15,150 new cases diagnosed each year. I could only think of all the agony this represented, and wonder how it could be made easier for all of us caregivers. Jane noted that a workshop like this would have attracted at most six people just ten years ago, and now the room was packed with over 50, and she thought it was because at least the stigma is slowly lifting so people can talk about it.
  • Caregivers are providing more than 33 million hours of unpaid care, and yes caregivers do tend to die before their charges.
  • Dementia is a group of signs that show the brain is malfunctioning, “decline of cognitive abilities” or in short, Brain Failure.

Although there are stages in the disease’s progression, each patient is somewhat different, as different areas of the brain are damaged.

One change is that over the course of the disease, vision narrows until all peripheral vision is gone; to me this explained many of the shrieks and moans when I am driving my partner around. Some of our group have just stopped driving their husbands anywhere because of that fear and criticism.

Jane used an analogy to a broken arm — if someone walks in with a broken arm, you don’t tell them to just try harder to use it. Our friends have broken brains, but instead of recognising it, we judge that if it was ok yesterday, it should be ok today and they need to smarten up.

Communication

“Every person, regardless of their losses, maintains a core of self that can be reached.” Yes, you should visit even those who do not necessarily remember your name, because YOU know who they are!

In general, for most people, 7% of meaning is derived from words,38% from pitch and tone of voice and 55% from body language. In general, social conversation is different for men and women, with women following multi-threads with many links often simultaneously, and men focusing on the chosen subject.

People with dementia are constantly looking for cues, and become hypersensitive to body language and tone, with no judgement on whether their perceptions are correct.

Rules of thumb

  • Give EXACTLY the SAME simple answer over and over
  • Do Not argue
  • Distract
  • Focus on feelings “…People will forget what you said or did….but people will never forget how you made them feel.” (Maya Angelou)
  • Show as you talk
  • WAIT for response (it can take a long time — up to hours or even days).

Strategies

  • Respond to feelings not the stories (or the not-so-facts)
  • Provide distraction or ignore
  • Maintain a positive attitude with humour
  • Be creative and patient
  • Use therapeutic fibbing (emotional truth – loving dishonesty) but Keep It Simple
  • Don’t play Prove It games (in fact they are not nice any time.) People with dementia feel stupid and crazy – we want them to feel ok so don’t go around proving them wrong.
  • And again, NO correcting. Imagine if you already knew something was wrong and people were correcting you all the time, especially somewhat the way we might correct a child. It would definitely put me in a bad mood!
  • Caring and respect go a long way
  • Reinforce existing abilities and emphasize past accomplishments
  • Protect from feelings of inadequacy
  •  Offer choices, but limit them

Communication Don’t

  • Don’t Argue
  • Don’t order someone around
  • Don’t set up expectations for their abilities that cannot be met
  • Don’t ask open-ended questions (Eventually even two choices are too much for them to handle)
  • Don’t be condescending
  • Don’t talk about the person in front of them, even around the corner. Take it outside.
  • Don’t remind the person that they have forgotten
  •  Don’t take it personally

Behaviours

  • There is a reason, cause, and meaning for every behaviour
  • Behaviour can be influenced (problem solve it) by responding
  • Try to determine the immediate cause
  • Don’t apply logic!
  • AGREE with the patient
  • Accept blame (people with dementia love it when other people forget things.)
  • Talk positively about the future
  • Shift to a familiar activity

Ask:

  • Is this behaviour that needs to be changed? Safety being the main concern.
  • So What? (s this MY problem?
  • Apply the 5 Ws – what, where, when, who, why?
  • Four areas to check – Physical, Environment, Task related, and Communication.
  • Try the Age Line Exercise – Ask How old are you – find out where they are in time and work with it.

(Reading: Talking to Alzheimer’s, Understanding Difficult Behaviours, The 36 Hour Day)

 

 

 

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Can’t win

This is just a disease where you can never win. No matter how carefully you manage and manage and cope and cope, eventually it all crashes into a madness and chaos. I guess that’s why they call it dementia.

And this is not about guilt, it is simply accepting that one’s very best is not ever going to be good enough. It is about going in one’s mind to a quiet place where you step back and watch the train crash. (Ew –what a bad metaphor — considering I just booked tickets on the train to go visit our family one last time!)

Forgot to make sure my dear one (spoken sarcastically) swallowed his pills last night, and was kept up all night with his insane fretting and worry — the details don’t matter — it was just cuckoo land. I am exhausted, emotionally and physically.  This morning, I see no way out of this and no way to keep up my strength. Sweetie, of course, has gone back to bed because he is so tired. I shouldn’t let him, but, frankly, any time he just is quiet for awhile is a bonus!

And time goes slowly by, and my own vitality with it.

Yesterday was a tough day — we went to see the urologist about the prostate cancer, which is just sitting there quietly slowly growing, and the doctor said, anything we can do now will make his dementia worse, and given his age (almost 80) I think you should just stop testing even. What happens will happen.

It is like going into a black hole, to accept that, and yet, rationally, it is true.

I do not know if “the patient” understood the conversation, but I think, deep down, he did, because he was awfully quiet all evening. Until that is, it was time to sleep!

 

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Who are you/

Was he joking when he asked over and over this morning, “Who are you?” I was so unsure that I didn’t dare ask.

This has happened to several of the women in the Caregivers’ group just lately — like an epidemic…..and we are all trying ot get our heads around it.

I know he has not recognised me occasionally in passing once in awhile, and once for a whole morning about 8 months ago. So I suppose some day, if not today, it will happen to us – he will not know who I am. How very strange. Is there still an “us” if one of “us” doesn’t know it?

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Counting the Blessings

I woke up this morning thinking about those words, “Every day do one thing for yourself” and thinking….

I do so many things for myself each day and I am so lucky – blessed some would say – that I feel ashamed of all the time I spend lamenting my lot.

I have my garden beds to entertain me with the promise of eternal regrowth each year (oh I could focus on the loss of my huge organic garden in my old home, oh yes I could! or I can remember how my back ached and ached with all that work and just rejoice for a few fresh veggies and the flowers every summer.)

I have my piano lessons – a new challenge which torments and teases me into focusing beyond myself.

I have my work, my passion for environmental justice, which sustains me and gives me purpose every day, along with the awesome responsibility to all those who travel that lonesome road with me and the critters.  And I do mean awesome – I am filled with awe at the greatness of spirit, the generosity, the vision,  I see in others each day.

I have the love which brought me to this place. That love is intact, even if we the people holding it close are damaged by the ravages of age, as old growth slowly returns to the forest. 

With my love being barely functional, I get to make all the choices about what we eat, and when we do things — bit of a double-edged sword that one, but still, it is nice to not have to consult anyone else on the daily trivia!

I have a loving family whose support is unconditional and I feel their love and concern in my heart, holding me up, every day.

Some of my love’s children have become close to us both, and that brings me great joy and a sense of good, as well as the practical help which they extend.

I have so many friends, who seem to always stepping up to my side when I falter, much as I do for my love when he staggers and almost falls, my friends, who seem to be there even before I know I need them, each one offering some little thoughtful gift of time or help or support — sometimes just a great big belly laugh — sometimes a healing session, sometimes a quiet walk.

Yes, I do lots of things for myself each day, and horrid as this situation is or can be, I am among the fortunate ones in this world.  

Let me remember that.

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Wise Words on Self-Care

Wise Words on Self-Care from our support group leader:

“Every day you need to do something for yourselves, as full time caretakers.

“You could plan it in the morning or ask yourself last thing at night – what did I do for myself today?

“It’s your ticket to survival.”

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Another very interesting website

I just discovered The Alzheimer Spouse — specially for those of us caring for partners – It has been going for 7 years now and the woman running it just placed her husband in long term care — although it appears to have been incredibly difficult and depressing for her. The site also has all kinds of resources http://www.thealzheimerspouse.com

 

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Web site Resources

Posted from one of group:

I have had time to browse and was given the first website by a group I have joined to help with type 2 diabetes. The leader of the website at the course I am taking at UBC told me that they use the following resource for their caretakers information.

 https://www.facebook.com/pages/Family-Caregivers-Network-Society/105246827085http://

You have to fool around with the address but I got it at www.fcnscaregiving.org

 Then from this resource I got the following.

www.careringvoice.com

If you join the above you have access to loads of web seminars, there is a whole list if you go through and search. I mean past pod casts that you can listen to.

lots of information at care-ring.com.

check it out!

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Token Words of Care for Caregivers (but we don’t buy them)

An Alzheimer’s Association newsletter item this morning got my hackles up: “Caring for a person with Alzheimer’s means making adjustments.” 

But then, we were having a bit of a grumpy morning anyway — my happy sunny boy – my 79-year-old going on 5 — seems to have disappeared under a cloud of ouches and suspicions.

The piece talked about research on and care for the caregiver and ended with the usual:  “…Caregivers are often the casualties, the hidden victims, of Alzheimer’s disease. “No one sees the sacrifices they make,” she said. It is vital for caregivers to take good care of themselves, she added, by exercising, eating and sleeping properly, and getting respite care when needed.”

That’s the kind of sentence that used to make me rage, “WTF? How?”

Things have been slightly better lately but it doesn’t change the fact that my entire life – the last of my working years and the vaste majority of my energy – is being sacrificed on the alter of someone else’s disease. There is no alternative, and yes, I love the guy, BUT I don’t like it one bit.  

It’s true – fate is like that – bad things happen to people all the time, but you know, sometimes I think those who suffer the devastating consequences of a relatively quick disease or accidental death are luckier …they do not have an unending, unceasing theft of their lives – they can grieve and slowly move on. I see it all the time among my widowed friends – they can make a lunch date – they can go on trips, they can take a course, they can walk around their house without someone asking insane questions all the time…..while my soul is being sucked slowly right out. By the time I am free of this 36-hour-day, I fear I will have no will or joy left to explore the rest of the world.

Fear of the future I think is the biggest debilitating problem in dealing with this disease. The gap between diagnosis and eventual death is so vague and varied we are all left spinning in the wind of fear.   

But then the caregivers weighed in on the article, and I was somewhat comforted to find that the vast majority of them had the same reaction as I did. As in, what a useless bit of advice!

But one person’s words did offer some comfort.

“There are NO FAILURES when working with an AD person. You just do your best and endure.”

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by | February 19, 2014 · 11:10 am

Strange times

Yesterday the doctor suddenly became firm that we should file Do Not Resuscitate orders. Don did not understand the conversation, I think, but today, after several days of shaky behaviour, overly exhausted, somewhat querulous, a bit paranoid and suspicious, today, he realised what was happening. We were talking about where Courtenay was, and he was getting impatient, so I took him for a drive in the car: “This is Comox, this is the bridge, this is Courtenay….” I wasn’t cross, but when he came home he said, “Now I see what is happening. I won’t be here very long.”

A wonderful new review book had come in the mail, addressed to him, because he used to edit the magazine with me, The New BC Roadside  Naturalist: A Guide to Nature Along BC Highways, (Greystone Books) with discussion of all the roads we loved to travel.  Don quietly looked at the book, and cried and cried. I cried too, but not as much as I would have three years ago.

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