Monday, November 26, 2012

It Looks Like A Cat


(Disclaimer - When I was in school, and a poetry assignment was given, I had my older sister write the poems for me.  I know that was a bad thing to do, but she is excellent at poetry.  After reading this blog, you will understand more fully why I made that decision.)

It isn’t a fox

He has on no sox

It looks like a cat

A cat in a box

He just wants to rest

To be at his best

It looks like a cat

Put this box to the test

He sat oh so still

Just resting until

It looks like a cat

Had quite the fill

A lesson to heed

From a cat who can’t read

It looks like a cat

Taught a lesson, indeed

Take time to rest

To be at your best

It looks like a cat

Aced that big test

Monday, November 19, 2012

Dementia - Going The Extra Mile


Ninety minutes there.  Ninety minutes back.  Sit and wait between the two events.  That is what my husband, Michael, does whenever Momma and I need a trip to our local outlet mall.  He says he doesn’t mind, especially if there is food involved somewhere in the process.  But, really, who wants to do all that driving  just to sit and wait on someone?

Michael is a sweetheart, and no one knows this better than me.  My mother would argue that statement.  She thinks he is the best thing since sliced bread, and he truly is her “son-in-love”, as a one of my reader’s referred to her son-in-law.  Michael takes extra effort to help me care for Momma.  If Momma wants it, you can bet Michael will make sure Momma gets it.  Whatever “it” is has little bearing on things.

Momma has Alzheimer’s, and Michael is determined we will enjoy our time with Momma.  If she gets to the point she doesn’t recognize us, we will know we maximized our time together.  How many son-in-laws go to this kind of effort?  I would guess there are not too many.  A son-in-love, on the other hand, would look at the situation differently.

Alzheimer’s can be challenging.  Having a strong hand on your back can mean the difference between success and failure as a caregiver.  Who can you support today?  Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.

Monday, November 12, 2012

World War II Veterans Honored


World War II Veterans Honored

Nov 11, 2012

November 7th, 2012 was a day Clint Andrews will always remember.  That was the day he joined 100 World War II Veterans, flying out of Columbia, South Carolina, on an Honor Flight bound for Washington, DC.  Clint was picked up in the wee hours of the morning, driven to Columbia, and escorted the entire day.  The veterans visited the World War II Memorial, Lincoln Memorial, Arlington National Cemetery, and Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.




Clint is a young 94 years old, and he was joined by veterans from age 85 to 97.  To date, over 81,000 soldiers have taken advantage of this privilege.  I am proud of Clint.  He is a man that stands above most men you will ever meet.  He is a man of honor, integrity, courage, and love.  I am sure these traits are true of most all the men who joined him on November 7th, but, to me, Clint stands taller.

Upon returning to Columbia for each veteran to begin their trek home, the celebration continued.  This was in stark contrast to their return from war in 1945.  During those days, the brave men were met by a relative or two, but no fan fare greeted them.  However, on November 7th, 2012, these 100 men returned to the airport in Columbia, SC to a throng of people with police escort!  Clint said, “It was like returning from the war!”

WAY TO GO, CLINT!  You so deserve the special acclaim you received that day.  By the way, you are still one more good looking solider.  Thank you for making America a place I can call home!  Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.

 

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Dementia - I Don't Remember You


I love Chinese Food.  I especially enjoy sushi rolls.   Fortune cookies, on the other hand, are disgusting.  Most of the time, the fortune inside of them says something that isn' a fortune at all.  For example, it might say “You have character”.  That is NOT a fortune.  If it said, “You have character that will lead to great success,” THAT would be a fortune.


Recently, my fortune said, “You will soon be receiving some good written advice.”  I have high hopes that written advice will look something like this.  “Dear Mrs. Howell, we are pleased to announce you have won a gazillion dollars in the ‘Win A Bunch’ sweepstakes.”  Yes, oh yes!  That would be some “good written advice”.  In the meantime, I have decided to use that fortune and this blog to bring you, my reader, some good written advice.

I recently watched the movie “1,000 Words”, with Eddie Murphy.  He portrays a character who, among other things, visits his mother with dementia.  She thinks he is her husband, and he continues to insist he is Jack, her son.  This, of course, does not settle well with her, confuses her, and causes the visit to be less than what Jack had hoped it would be.

When visiting with someone who is not living in the here and now, allow them to set the tone and character of the conversation.  If they believe you to be someone other than who you are, go with the moment.  Dust off your acting skills, smile, and be whomever they seem to think you resemble.  The process may not seem like fun, at first, but watching your loved one smile, liven up, and have a few moments of happiness is really what your visit should be about, anyway.

Eddie Murphy’s character, Jack, had some education ahead of him before he figured out this technique.  You, on the other hand, have just been the beneficiary of the fortune from my recent Chinese food experience.  Please put this “good written advice” to work.  Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.

Monday, October 29, 2012

Dementia and Being Old


Moses Was An Old Dude

Oct 29, 2012

Did you know Moses was 80 when God called him to talk to Pharoah about freeing the Israelites?   Moses was an old dude, for sure.  Then God decided to give Moses a break, and He arranged for Aaron to come along and help Moses.  Guess what?  Aaron was 83!  Now I’m not so sure I would consider an 83 year old man to be much of a helper, but we all know God has a sense of humor.


Our pastor used this passage of scripture in Exodus as the text for his sermon this week.  Being someone who works with senior citizens every day, and someone who writes about senior citizens in both blog and book format, this little tidbit of information on Moses and Aaron caught my attention.

I think it is one of the ways God reminds us to recognize the benefit senior citizens have in our lives.  We are often quick to disregard their stories or ideas.  We seem to forget they have knowledge beyond anything we have experienced.  We ignore their education, both formal and informal.

God decided to call on the wisdom Moses had gained in his 80 years on Earth, and He enhanced that wisdom with Aaron and his talents garnered through 83 years of being alive.  If God looks this way on the senior citizens, shouldn’t we?  Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Momma And Her Juggling Career


Exercising the brain is important for us at every stage of life.  This is true even when dementia becomes part of the picture. We have often heard instructions to work crossword puzzles, Soduku puzzles, and jigsaw puzzles. This is good advice IF doing these things is a challenge.  Then the brain is getting a good workout.  If doing these things come easily, the brain challenge is less, and, therefore, the benefit to the brain is decreased.

Knowing this, I recommended my Momma try juggling.  We had just finished a one-mile walk around the neighborhood carrying one pound balls.  We used these balls to do various exercises with our arms.  Then I suggested she try throwing one ball at a time in the air and catching it with her dominant hand.  She did very well.  I then suggested she try doing this same thing with her other hand.  For Momma, that was her left hand.  If you have ever tried writing with your left hand, when you normally use your right hand, you can begin to understand how this was a bit of a challenge for Momma.  In addition to this throwing and catching of the ball, Momma was walking around the neighborhood and talking to me.  This meant her brain was firing in many different locations.  One part of her brain was being used to allow her to talk, one part to allow her to toss the ball, another part to help the opposite hand reach for the ball, one part for her eyes to keep track of the sequence, and so on.

As a reminder, Momma has Alzheimer's.  So, this brain exercise was an excellent workout.  On top of the good brain workout she received, she worked her legs with the walking and her arms with the catching of the ball.  As an extra bonus, it was fun, and Momma laughed and giggled throughout the process.  (Which is also good for her brain.)

Now my challenge is to teach her how to truly juggle.  Then I'm gonna start a side show and charge admission. Or...maybe not.  Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Faith and Peace - Buy One Get One Free


I was recently asked to explain why I have peace in my life.  My first thought was, “How do you know I have peace?”  This person seemed to think I had a corner on the market of peace.  Maybe it was on special at the local department store.  “Buy one get one free --- today only --- stock up on peace.”

Of course, I am exaggerating, but the conversation has made me stop and think.  My peace, to whatever extent I have it, really did come as a “buy one get one free” deal.  Use see, peace is the by-product of faith.  When faith becomes real and strong in the everyday activities of life, peace is the naturally occurring result.

In my book, I Prayed For My Refrigerator…And Other Stories of Faith, (Click here to purchase), I tell many stories where faith was absolutely necessary to bring me through various life situations with a smile on my face.  My husband’s life-changing accident, my parent’s divorce, and my story of being bitten by a bat all relay instances where my faith was tested and God’s peace brought me through.

There are few minutes of my day that are not bathed with prayer.  I have often commented that my tendency towards accidents has helped push me into prayerful conversation many times a day.  (My friend, Leslie, calls me Kamikaze Carol.)  When I crank the car, when I walk up and down stairs, when I sit to write, no matter the situation, I consult with God for His direction and guidance.

Am I more peaceful than others in my world?  I don’t know.  I do know that the only true source of peace is through the Prince of Peace.  Come back next week and Listen To My Brain Rattle.