December 19

This week I have spent about 3 hours filling in a 28 page form which will be sent to Centrelink for them to assess how much we will pay when my wife is admitted to residential care. I also spent another 2 hours filling in 12 pages of forms for my wife’ s attendance at the Day Centre Friendship Club in the Village. We spent an hour there one day last week to see how she liked it. It is a long time since I have seen her laugh so much. The staff are very friendly  and outgoing, including all the attendees in the days program. I had an interview with the co-ordinator and we agreed that she should initially attend each Thursday beginning on January 17th. For a cost of $12 per day, including a two course cooked lunch, it seems like very good value. They can have a maximum of 15 people attending each day and they are open Mondays to Saturdays.

In recent days my wife seems to be retreating into a world of her own. She often sits and has a very intense conversation with herself. Other times she stands by her chest of drawers in the bedroom and seems to be closely examining all the items on the top, but not doing anything with any of them. She frequently stands in doorways for minutes on end and looks as though she doesn’t know which way she wants to go. Because she can’t concentrate on anything for very long I find it difficult to stimulate her to even watch a music video. If I don’t quite hear something she has said and ask her to repeat it, she is unable to do so.

Last week I took delivery of name tags which have to be sewn into all her clothing for the time when I get around to organising some respite care. I wonder if 96 labels will be enough.

About labtad

Born in Halifax, West Yorkshire, England. Migrated to Australia in 1968 and now live in an outer South eastern suburb of Melbourne. Married since 1966 to my wife who was diagnosed with dementia in 2011. I am an imperfect follower of the Christian faith who believes that most things in life happen for a reason or purpose. The last 12 years, since my wife showed the first signs of having memory problems, have gradually taught me patience, compassion and some understanding of the situations that arise when a person Is living with dementia.
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