A few days before Easter, my husband and I took Mom out shopping and helped her pick out 3 1 lb chocolate Easter bunnies - one for each of her great-grandchildren. At Christmas we had helped her pick out gifts for them, but by Christmas morning, she couldn't understand why they were thanking her for things she never remembered seeing before.
We thought we'd prevent that at Easter by "hiding" the Easter rabbits in her refrigerator and get them when we picked her up that morning so she could give them directly to them. (Many of you already know where this is going...) When we opened her refrigerator Easter morning, there was just one bunny head left. She'd eaten 2 1/2 lbs of chocolate in less than 48 hours. All by herself.
I asked her what happened and she said that she had no idea why she had bought so much chocolate, but she was almost done with it and was pretty tired of chocolate.
We have a saying around here "Dementia Always Wins". No matter how hard we try, dementia always gets the upper hand.
We have my mother with us today and this is the first time she's ever been to our house (according to her). We drove through a car wash on the way here and she told us that she'd never seen anything like that before. We had a good laugh over that because for years it has been a family joke that years ago a tow truck was called to get Mom out of a car wash when she "just tried to straighten up a little bit" when she was in a car wash and got off track. I guess there's some good in forgetting the bad. :)
My husband and I were just talking about this. The only good thing about dementia is that there is a lot of opportunities for "do overs". (It's also the bad news about dementia...) A few hours ago I used a frustrated voice with her and then just a moment ago I had regained my composure and told her how pretty she always looks and that's all that is on the radar now.
Thank you, Lord, for do-overs in this instance.
I pray God's best for you in this situation. I 'm not sure I could do this for anyone but my mother.