CRS disease. Can't Remember Shit. That's what we started telling WB about 10 years ago. Just thought there was too much on his mind, too much going on, too many obligations, a house full of kids. We're all in agreement that this may have started back about 9-10 years ago.
Just as recent as 15 years ago it was dementia, before that they just labeled you senile. With the total AD patient count quadrupling by mid-century (with all of us baby-boomers), they may name it something else altogether, like the plague. WHEW
I write often on what he can't do but have been asked to list the items he can do. In case somebody may want to visit or take him for a ride or walkabout, I agree it would be good to know what to expect.
Things he can no longer manage:
He cannot tell you what day it is, what month it is, what season it is.
He cannot count backwards from 100 by 1's.
He cannot work the credit card machine at the gas pump.
He cannot remember to put the gas cap back on.
He was forgetting when driving that he was driving, was doing too much looking, so no mo' driving.
He cannot keep up with anything: and most things are right where they always are and where he left them.
He loses his glasses when they're on his head.
He can no longer work the remote control.
He cannot remember to take his meds and after he's taken them cannot remember that he took them 5 minutes before. (when he took them)
He no longer reads at all, plays any games, works any puzzles.
He can't make change.
He can longer drink WHISKEY.
He cannot live alone or be left alone for long periods of time. He's a flight risk if he's bored.
He cannot remember what he had for breakfast or if he had it. Same with lunch and dinner.
He has trouble forming his words and finding the right words to use on occasion.
Things he manages pretty well......
He can remember nearly everybody he sees, unless he's at a funeral.
He can dress himself completely in his same uniform...wrangler shorts, Guy Harvey T-Shirts
Shower, shave and get ready although it takes longer.
He can take the trash out, but not get the liner back in the can.
He can drive the golf cart.
He can make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, heat up a pop-tart but gets confused making his coffee.
He watches TV if you will get it on the right channel.
He would like to fish, but he can no longer get his gear right and each cast produces a bird's nest.
He would like to hunt, but I am scared to death to turn him loose with a firearm (alone).
He can reminisce about things and people (even call them by name) from the PAST.
He dreams a lot and they are vivid and real to him.
He loves to go riding in the car and visiting folks.
He likes going to the Barber Shop to see Joy.
He likes going to eat lunch at Fran's and he loves Fran, although he can't read a menu. They just bring him what they know he likes.
He likes to kick the dogs from time to time.
He loves seeing the grandies, but I can tell they're starting to wear him out some.
He feeds himself well and you can tell (250 pounds).
He loves to be hugged, kissed and made over.
He can mow the grass, is terrible at it and we no longer ask him to do it.
He will go to a movie, but its not one of his favorite things.
He will float in the pool but can't get too hot with the new meds.
He loves to watch deer.
He loves to ride in a boat on a lake ~ not in the ocean.
He loves to tell stories, always has, always will.
He loves company.
He can tell the time on his watch but asks me 20 times/day what the time is.
He will ask questions....over and over and over and over again. Because he can't remember the answer.
He won't wander too far away if he's out and about with somebody.
He knows most days that this is going to kill him and it depresses him greatly.
He will interrupt a conversation in a heartbeat. Otherwise, he knows he will forget.
He loves Diet Coke.
Of course there are other things he can do....other things he can't, but I wanted to relay a general idea of what really goes on at this level of impairment. If you think this is like taking care of a baby or toddler at this stage, that is simply not true. He does not require a care seat, does not need a diaper, can eat and toilet independently and will not make as ass of himself in public.
So, don't let me give you the impression that the AD has taken over to a point where WB's wandering around like he doesn't know anything. That just isn't so. Each and every day is different, to an extreme. Some days its better that he not even get out of bed, much less the house. Then others, we are amazed. Textbook Alzheimer's Dementia.
We understand his triggers and sometimes they just can't be avoided. If he decides he's going to run away from home, I cannot let him and then we have issues. If he decides to burn something in the backyard, I try and get the fire out of his hand. If he gets a power tool out or a ladder, I usually intervene. Generally, its the intervention that causes the breakdown. When we have to say no.
This alone causes his depression. He knows that he can't do these things most days, but others I suppose he just gets to feeling pretty frisky. Again, I think its boredom. He needs more mental stimulation now than I have to give him.
In the beginning, he was so depressed he talked of "offing" himself, but now I do not believe he has the capacity to think that way. AD makes a person unable to think of anything else or of anybody else but themselves. Their thoughts, their feelings, their lives, their needs. Complete inability to connect with the feelings of others.
Bill's oldest daughter Susie is coming on Wednesday from Boston to pick him up for a little field trip. I believe lunch and a trip to The Bass Pro shop are on the agenda.
Wade, Bill's oldest son, will soon be working his new job schedule around to include WB since there will be some drive time and job site visits.
If I were WB and in his condition, I would most likely be depressed about the prospects of knowing that there was no cure for my ailments and that each new day brought the prospect of more confusion and helplessness.
A tidbit about the 7 stages of Alzheimer's: WB was officially diagnosed 3 years ago this October 16th at level 3-4. We are now at full 5 with about 4 episodes of 6.
Stage 1: | No impairment (normal function) |
Unimpaired individuals experience no memory problems and none are evident to a health care professional during a medical interview. |
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