Today we made the first steps to placing Miriam in a care facility.
We toured the establishment, looked in the nooks and crannies. We were told that the cook is a vegetarian and that there is always vegetarian alternatives to what shows on the menu. We saw the rooms where they do bingo and where they eat and where they party. We went up elevators and into the wing where the place began a hundred and seventeen years ago.
The place is a non-profit, which pleases this old liberal. I asked if it looks like we could make a deal. The admissions officer said that there were two openings right now and she would talk with the social worker in the morning. The paper work is being done, though most of it is already done.
I have no idea of how long these things take. It could go fast and it could go not quite so fast, but it looks like we will have a bed fairly soon.
In a big way, that is the easy part of it all.
In spite of my knowing this would happen and my spoken readiness for it to happen, when it happens it is going to hurt, even as it provides Arline and I both with better sleep.
I know all of this, but that does not make it a whole lot easier.
This blog began as a spot to vent about my life with Miriam and her time with Alzheimer's disease.
She was diagnosed in '99 and her decline has been quite slow. In fact some of our best years of our long marriage have been these recent years.
Alzherimer's, at least her version is a disease of waiting. One shoe drops and it can be a very long time before the other one drops.
So life goes on.
At the beginning of this blog I told the story of our courtship and marriage, about out family and our personal journey with this disease. The part that scares the most is the anticipation as the disease slowly progresses.
So, I will touch on that subject from time to time, but the entries will tend toward comments on life. I'll leave politics and religion for others to worry about, not that I don't have strong opinions!
I have my hands full just looking after my wonderful Miriam.
We met when we were 6, began dating at 15 and have been together since. We will have our 56th anniversary this June.
We have four wonderful daughters. Smart, independent, awesome. They have given us 7 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. None of them are little any more. The oldest is 28 and married, the youngest is 14.
Until this last fall we lived in a hosue I designed and built in the '70's and it is pretty weird and wild, but very comfortable. Last summer the girls came to the conclusion that I really did need help dealing with Miriam. Now we live on a couple acres with daughter 1.
Life has been good. There is not much I would do different even if I could. We are rich beyond belief but chronically short of cash!
And, unless stated otherwise all the photographs are mine.