My Dad was diagnosed with Lewy Body Dementia in 2012 and it just plain sucks. Living 6 1/2 hours away is both a blessing and a curse. The blessing is that it is so incredibly easy to distance myself from everything and not have to deal with it. The curses are not being readily available to spend time with my Dad on the remaining good days and not able to help on the bad.
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Update
Just a quick update. Dad has pneumonia again and has been sleeping most of the time. I'm not sure where things are at with the blood clot. Will keep you posted.
Friday, September 16, 2016
Update
Dad has another blood clot and is on blood thinners again but seems to be doing okay. Over the past few months doctors have been adjusting medication, removing some, adding and/or changing the dosage. He said they have him on a new one that is really helping with his dreams. We've been texting more again and have talked a couple of times this week. He sounds really good, actually the best I've heard him sound since probably before he went back into the hospital in May. Still forgets words and loses his train of thought but just sounds more like himself. Still no talk of him being discharged. He did say one of the meds he is on requires daily bloodwork though so I would think he will be in for a while still but who knows.
What to pray for... continued trust in God's plan and for my newphew - he broke his collarbone yesterday so please pray for a speedy recovery.
What I'm grateful for... I received a text from dad yesterday that was very uplifting and supportive and it made me feel like I had my dad back - reminded me of how things used to be and while it did make me a bit sad, I also see it as a gift amidst this stupid disease.
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