A little funny

Buggytoo

My DH and I were watching the evening news. He said "would you call my wife and tell her I am ready to go home?" In an attempt to divert the discussion, I said "I am about to start making tuna melts for our dinner." He responded, "that's funny, that is what she's making, too."

charley0419

boy!! Haven’t had anything like that yet , can’t imagine how that’s will hit met. Have no words. But I’m sure others do

Denise1847

Wow! I think that caregivers are constantly given a view of the land of Oz through our experiences with our loved ones. Everyday my DH talks about when we have to leave to go home etc. I am kind of getting used to it but it does it is a struggle. I know it is coming soon that he won't know who I am - yet another chapter.

Thank you for sharing.

Jeanne C.

It is funny. Bittersweet. It's amazing how sometimes our loved ones can say things of the blue that are so perfectly funny. My husband rarely speaks above a whisper or more than one or two words. Recently he said to the music therapist, clear as day, "thank you for being so tall." We both looked at him in shock for a second and then broke down laughing. You have to find little spots of joy where you can. And now I really want a tuna melt - haven't had one in years.

Elshack

Yes, sometimes our DHs come up with some winners. When my DH was in MC, he got a haircut and when I saw him I said, " Oh. You look so handsome! " to which he replied, " I can't help it! " ( with a wry smile on his face ) This is a man who seldom said anything .

Nowhere

That’s a fun one, Buggytoo. Thanks for sharing.

While driving my husband to a Patsy Cline musical tribute last week, three times within a few minutes he mentioned he should have told his wife he was going. I responded, she knows and is tickled he gets to go because he loves music. To me, when he mentions “his wife”, it’s a tribute to his long term lasting memory of OUR love. 🥰

Some of you might recall, that the first couple years of his memory care placement he developed two memory care relationships in two different facilities. (I was considered a trigger to his exit seeking behaviors and it was during Covid- worst times of our lives. He being so cognitively ill and with anosognosia). He was sure they were me, the mother of our children, and he referred to them by my first name or when zooming with our kids -your mother). It was initially felt as another punch to my gut delivered by Alzheimer’s, but within a couple of weeks, my brain adjusted to his world and I felt gratitude towards my substitutes for “being there” . (They each, too, believed they were long time married to him. Since his memory care wife passed, a year and a half ago, he’s so much more advanced in his disease that his brain is unable to make up delusions that he can hokd on to. It’s just bits and pieces of fragments now.