The road goes ever on and on ...

Feb 13, 2006 16:23

Since my last post, we have been dealing with the unpleasant realization that our Hâle has descended into dementia to a truly alarming degree. Bad: she would always just ignore anything anyone said that she didn't like ... now she ignores everything because she has no short-term memory. Worse: she was always subborn and unreasonable ... now she has lost the capacity to reason.

What triggered our sudden realization was that she fell and broke her arm. And doesn't understand why we are being mean and making her wear an uncomftorbal and ugly cast on her arm. Which cast she sets about trying to remove every time we leave her alone for a few minutes.

Gaahhh. We tried adult daycare, but Lâle is getting no sleep because she has to sleep on the cough in the den to intercept Hâle when she wakes up and heads for the kitchen looking for a knife to cut the cast off. Saturday afternoon, she asked "Why is this thing on my arm? Let's take it off." And we explained about her broken arm bone, and on and on. And 5 to 10 minutes later, same question. And again. And again.

This morning she said to me: "Pray for me that Allah will let me die."

I wish I didn't agree with her, but I do.

Pray for us all.
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