I woke up this morning thinking about what’s been pressing on my mind for a whole week now—my parents. No big surprise there. But with Alzheimer’s steady march downward, Dad’s care and Mom’s health weigh heavy on my mind.
Over the three years or so, I’ve tried to be a partner to Mom and help her not only in small ways with chores or errands, but in larger ways with research, phone calls, and decision-making. I was trying to be helpful. But I see that we are at an impasse where we just see the situation and what needs to be done from different perspectives.
I came to the conclusion last week that I need to step back. Mom is in the driver’s seat. And even though she may kill herself continuing forward, there is little to nothing I can do about it. She has to be willing to help herself. If you are reading this Mom, I love you. I want you to make it through this to the other side. That’s all.
Just one more trauma of Alzheimer’s, seldom spoken about.
So for lack of anything better to talk about, I opened my little book “Don’t Forget to Sing in the Lifeboats” to a random page. I found this dilemma: which page do I read? I’ll show you both and you can decide for yourself.
The Right Attitude . . . Pg. 225 (I read this one first)
My center is giving way, my right is in retreat; situation excellent. I shall attack! –Ferdinand Foch, Marshal and Military theorist
Try, Try Again . . . Pg. 224
There is an old motto that runs, “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” This is nonsense. It ought to read, “If at first you don’t succeed, quit, quit at once.” –Stephen Leacock, Writer and Economist