Plan Now

I have decided that the medical profession knows very little about dementia.  I am not trying to be disrespectful but it truly must be the most confusing illness that we have to encounter.  I have found many times that people will lump everything that happens to a diagnosed dementia patient as some dementia related effect.

I have also found that when they do that they are simply saying that they do not want to take the time involved to figure out what is really going on.

That's harsh.  I know.  But it is very much a reality.  And before I continue with the real purpose of this blog entry.  PLEASE if you are caring for a loved one with dementia - always check for other medical conditions when their behavior changes.  And let me go one step further - call me if you want some help - I will fight with you.

Okay - that is enough of that soapbox for now.....

It is all about knowing - what we know we do remember.  If we consider that statement in relationship to our growing up years we can easily agree.  Riding a bicycle, reading, counting, numerous other activities that we develop over time.

But it was yesterday evening that I realized just how important knowing is.

My parents 2/15/14.  Happily  married since 1957. 

I suspect - even though they haven't told me - that every bedtime since that June 1, 1957 they have said a prayer together.  I additionally suspect that my dad led that prayer.

Last night - I prayed for him as I tucked him in and asked if he wanted to say a prayer.

That's what he remembered - that is what he has known.

If I grow old and find that I don't always remember all that I might want to remember (okay I am not counting those happenings yet!)....

I certainly do want to remember what I have known and quite frankly what he taught me.

Yesterday evening caused me to stop and think....

What practices do I have that I will carry with me into my latter years?

What do my boys know about what I believe - who I trust - who I thank? 

Have I been thankful to that Mom & Dad for showing me His way?

Oh and one more....

This week I walked up to my dad while he was eating breakfast.  He pointed at me - while looking at a friend he was eating with and said....(for the first time in some many months...)

What he knows.... he's remembering.  I know it won't last forever (and yes even those they same people think I am in denial - I am not - I understand) - but for now I am -

Always, May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you all. 2 Corinthians 13:14.