Getting caught in the crossfire of someone’s bad day.

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Know Someone Dealing With a Loved One With Dementia? Think on These Words.

I’ve attached, above, a link to a fellow blogger’s site.  The message is short and instructional.

What resonated with me about the statement provided in the link, is that each of us has experienced the after effects of walking in the midst of someone’s bad day and we inadvertently become the recipient of that bad day’s vibes.  And sometimes the shoe is on the other foot.  It’s unavoidable.  I guess that’s why the words of wisdom provided in the link, are words that we all need to take to heart.

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2 thoughts on “Getting caught in the crossfire of someone’s bad day.

    Kathy said:
    January 21, 2013 at 1:16 pm

    My mom didn’t have dementia, but in the last few weeks of her life, the cancer or something associated with the cancer afffected her thinking at times. One day I got caught in her crossfire – confused by a caregiver’s visit, she thought we were trying to sell the house. She accused me of going behind her back, betraying her, and a lot of others things that now I can’t recall. My brother was with me, visiting from Oregon, and he stood there shocked into silence. I tried to reassure my mom that what she thought was not the case and that I loved her. When I left I called my dad in tears and told him what had happened. I knew that wasn’t my mom talking, but the words still hurt. Thanks for sharing.

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      boomer98053 said:
      January 21, 2013 at 2:01 pm

      We know the loved one didn’t mean what they said – whether resultant from a serious disease’s side effects, or dementia – but we see the words coming out of the person we love, and it’s hard to convince ourselves that they didn’t mean it. Trust me, and so many others, when they tell you, Kathy, that those words aren’t representative of who your mom was. My brother’s wife died on July 4th, 2012 at the age of 69 after being diagnosed with early-onset dementia at the age of 65. A couple years into her disease, she would say “I hate you!” when my brother would tell her that he loves her. She didn’t mean it – but it still hurt. In time, he came to understand that it was the disease talking – even though the person talking was his wife.
      God bless you Kathy.

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