Since living back home with my mother, oftentimes I am unable to talk via phone with friends openly. Mother is always ear hustling and there were times I would say something, and she would think I am talking about her, but that would not be the case. Trust me, once it's stuck in her head, she focus on it so much that her brain starts becoming confused and hallucinations start up. It's crazy how fragile the brain is if we not treating it right.
Now my main source of communication is texting. That is good for it keeps mother calm, but on the other hand, translation get lost on the person who is reading it. Recently, my brother share on social about our situation with mother and to read it, some got the impression that he doesn't help me at all, but that's not the case. So I ended up explaining to a family friend who read it, what he was saying and what is going on, it was then they understood.
There is so many draw backs to the texting, one is when they text me, asking "how is things going today?", and I text back, but don't get a response back at all, or hours later. That is when I get into my feelings. Yeah I know things may come up on their end, but the way my life is now, texting is my main form of communication and keeping me hanging is not good. Then my mind start over thinking, which is what my mother does, so I need to break myself of that. I do make necessary calls, but to just chat, I have to wait until mother has gone to bed for the day.
Yes, living with a person with Dementia, truly is like living with a child again a lot of times. They tell me over time it will get worst, but I pray that the Lord will be merciful and allow it to be bearable for the both of us.
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