My father died peacefully on February 6, 2012. I had arrived a few hours before he died, so I had time to sit by him and talk and even moisten his lips with the long-promised scotch I had with me. I don't know if he heard me, but he smacked his lips from the scotch, My father had Alzheimer's and had donated his brain to the Alzheimer's study he'd been part of at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center. I'll continue to post for a while.
Showing posts with label sylvia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sylvia. Show all posts
Sunday, January 3, 2010
My father studying the art...
...and Sylvia walking ahead....she has a hard time walking at his pace when he's looking at things (which is most of the time).
It used to drive me crazy, walking so slowly alongside him. But now I'm used to it, and I let him paddle along with his feet, at his speed, and try to push the chair only when he needs help.
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alzheimer's,
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dementia,
Hebrew Home for the Aged,
looking at art,
sylvia,
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Saturday, January 2, 2010
Sylvia, keeping her eye on my father
Yesterday I took pizza to the nursing home, for the three of us. When Riverdale Pizzeria has the pizza with marinara sauce, we're in luck. The three of us really enjoyed it, even cold.
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alzheimer's,
alzheimers,
dad,
dementia,
elderly,
father,
Hebrew Home for the Aged,
sylvia
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sylvia & my father with his mouth full
We got back late from the doctor, so Sylvia found his dinner and microwaved it, so it was hot. What a pleasure to have found Sylvia.
I met Sylvia from when she took care of someone on another floor that my father was on (recovering from a shoulder fracture), and I ran into her recently. I wouldn't have hired an aide, but with my father's weight loss and swallowing problems, it made a lot of sense. And I'm trying to get an extra class each semester to cover the expense.
My father is doing better since Sylvia has come on the scene. She's there from 4-8, so she can be with him during dinner and take him off the floor after dinner.
He loves to go to the main floor and look at the art. He's always loved art. The Hebrew Home has a fine art collection.
I met Sylvia from when she took care of someone on another floor that my father was on (recovering from a shoulder fracture), and I ran into her recently. I wouldn't have hired an aide, but with my father's weight loss and swallowing problems, it made a lot of sense. And I'm trying to get an extra class each semester to cover the expense.
My father is doing better since Sylvia has come on the scene. She's there from 4-8, so she can be with him during dinner and take him off the floor after dinner.
He loves to go to the main floor and look at the art. He's always loved art. The Hebrew Home has a fine art collection.
Labels:
art room,
dad,
dinner,
happy chanukah,
Hebrew Home for the Aged,
mouth full,
sylvia
Thursday, November 19, 2009
sylvia started yesterday
Sylvia arrives just before dinner, so she sits with my father and makes sure he gets enough to eat. She said he ate a lot tonight and last night - fish both nights, which he loves. And she'll take him downstairs or into the nice lounge after dinner so he doesn't have to sit in the tv room. And she puts him to bed. I think it'll work out fine.
Labels:
alzheimers,
father,
Hebrew Home for the Aged,
sylvia
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