It’s really not easy, for the loved ones to adapt, especially in the beginning stages of dementia, translated…
My mother got angry again, over something that’s so minute. Seeing how her face became twisted with her negative emotions, where, did my originally kind, gentle and mild-tempered mother go? I’d, held down my temper, and worked hard, to reassure her again and again.
My mother didn’t get examined, and so, we don’t know how progressed her dementia had become, a lot of things that’s just happened, she’d become uncertain of, and couldn’t connect the events together, it’d troubled her so. I’d sat there with her, and she’d stared into space, telling me, “I think something’s not right!”, then, I knew, that her mind is, tied up in knots, that she’d begun, doubting herself again. Without enough wisdom or compassion, no matter how deeply connected you are with your elderly parents, the patience can get destroyed in a matter of few short minutes.
In knowing how love is slowly disappearing, I chose to run away, I’d needed to take a breath, after I’d blamed myself, introspected, and recharged, to return back to my gentle and mild temperament, and be a good and fitting daughter, to my own mother. In dealing with my ninety-three-year-old mother who is slowly becoming more and more demented, I’d become, trapped in this vicious cycle, but I’d reminded myself, to take advantage of the now that my mother can remember.
So, this is at the very beginning stages, when dementia had caught the loved ones off-guard, and, it isn’t easy to make sense of why the elders are doing what they were doing, behaving the ways that they were behaving, and, this individual had found a way, to relieve herself from the situations, by stepping away for a short while, to soothe her own emotions, then, she gets back into actions, dealing with her mother’s conditions.