Here he goes again; every time someone comes in he repeats the whole spiel.

He’s sick of this, bored at home, tired of having to wear a mask, annoyed he can’t visit more often and it’s all the fault of his least favourite politician, he says.

He told me about Covid-19 and that he’s only allowed one visit a week. The whole state is in home isolation, only work, shopping or exercise allowed. I wish I could go for a walk.

He spoons another mouthful of pureed vegetables into my mouth. ‘She likes her vegetables,’ he says to the retreating nurse, as if I’m not even there. Then tells me the whole saga again.

I want to tell him to stop complaining! Restrictions might save lives; maybe mine, maybe his. And as for staying home in isolation, how does he think I feel? My mind’s been isolated in my Alzheimer’s ridden body for…years!

He calls our daughter on his mobile phone. Tells her I’m having a good day today. ‘Do you know who this is?’ he asks. Of course I do. It’s my daughter who’s just as frightened as I was twenty-five years ago as I watched my mother succumb to Alzheimer’s.

I recall the last time she visited with my granddaughter and great-granddaughter. What a cutie! Although everyone thinks I’m oblivious, I didn’t miss the sad look on her face as she watched me cuddling the baby. And the fear in her eyes.

I know she remembers when we visited my mum and I told her I hoped it didn’t happen to me. ‘They’ll have a cure by then,’ she said. I prayed for it, but it didn’t come.

Another mouthful of mush and he’s off again when another nurse brings my pills. Oh, do be quiet!

I’m dependent on everyone and I can only pray in my isolated mind that my dear daughter doesn’t waste too much time worrying, enjoys what she has, makes every minute count and hugs that beautiful baby as often as she can.

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Susan Dawson
Susan Dawson(@susan-dawson)
2 years ago

Poignant story, Sandra, and your lady is not just house-bound, but bound in this other unfathomable way too.

Mary Wallace
Mary Wallace(@mary-wallace)
2 years ago

Beautiful story Sandra. Such a terrible disease.

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Eric Radcliffe
Eric Radcliffe(@eric-radcliffe)
2 years ago

Oh! What a difficult life this can be. Reading through each story, this comes across in so many different ways; you explained, and showed this beautifully. Well done Sandra.

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musing mind
musing mind(@musing-mind)
2 years ago

Life can get very hard when you have a sad inkling of what might happen to you. Your story reminds me of my grandmother and my mother’s sickness. Very well written Sandra.

Fuji
Fuji(@fuji)
2 years ago

The most amazing thing about your story, Sandra, is that your character is very aware of her surroundings, even though she’s locked in the world of Alzheimer’s. For some reason I thought of Helen Keller, who lived in a world of dark silence, but knew so much about the outer world. There is so much we don’t know, so much still to discover. Blessings to you and your Mum.

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Culture Dragon
Culture Dragon(@culture-dragon)
1 year ago

I enjoyed this touching story Sandra. My favorite takeaway was when you hoped that she: “doesn’t waste too much time worrying, enjoys what she has, makes every minute count”. This is great advice for us all to remember 🙂 Keep Writing!
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1 year ago

Thank you for sharing Sandra. From what you describe, it sounds like your family has endured a lot of suffering due to this “cruel disease”. I am sure your Dad greatly appreciates your strength and support. We can pray that your Mother will improve, and at least have minimal pain. You are right, when you say “none of us know what the future holds and we can only enjoy what we have right now”. Yes, the miracle of writing is the ability to communicate and express the joys and sorrows of life with others. It is a blessing that we can all share your story, and offer support and positive encouragement 🙂
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