Happy Fatters Day
June 22, 2016 § 2 Comments
I asked my loving husband to read aloud a fathers day card that had just arrived. He read happy fatters day (in pale text). “Is it a joke?” he asked.
There are no jokes with dementia, words have lost their meaning and only confusion endures. I had reminded him that his special day was coming.
My explanation had no meaning so he didn’t remember. Father’s Day, oh yeah. So sad.
As long as he is able to enjoy simple things with you like sharing a meal, looking at the sunset, listen to a bird singing, it is still a way to enjoy being together, I think.
you are so right. he’s very happy, it is different for me, always attending to his needs in a loving way. i started writing about it because its easy for me to lose my way, to take care if myself. thanks for your kind words!