Sundowning in Dementia: Why Evenings Get Harder and What Helps
It is 4:30 in the afternoon. Mom was fine at lunch. Now she is pacing the hallway, asking when someone is coming…
It is 4:30 in the afternoon. Mom was fine at lunch. Now she is pacing the hallway, asking when someone is coming…
It is 2 a.m. and you are wide awake, running through tomorrow’s list. Pharmacy pickup. The doctor’s call back. Whether Mom ate…
You finally got Mom to the dentist after months of putting it off, and the news wasn’t good. A cracked molar. Gum…
You notice it before your mom will ever admit it. She squints at the pill bottle for a beat too long. She…
You dig out the old DVD case, the one with the cracked spine, and slide it into the player because you cannot…
You notice it before you can name it. Mom stopped asking about the grandkids’ soccer games. Dad gave your brother his watch…
You found a nursing home that looks decent online, or a home care agency that answered the phone fast and sounded nice.…
You call your mom every couple of days. She sounds fine, mostly. But lately “fine” has started to feel like a word…
When a doctor first mentions the word “hospice” or “palliative care,” most family caregivers freeze. The two terms get used interchangeably so…
You repeat yourself at Sunday dinner, and Mom smiles and nods anyway. Dad turns the television up so loud the neighbors can…