FOR GREGORY. He was not a VICTIM of ALZHEIMER'S DISEASE, he was a HERO!

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Showing posts with label Update. Show all posts

Monday, June 1, 2015

Between A Rock and a Hardplace

Lately I have been doing a lot of thinking and a lot of wondering about Gregory. Who is he at this stage of his illness? What is going on in his brain? What does he understand, seem to understand, not understand?

What is he thinking, feeling, experiencing? When he is mumbling away does he think he is really talking in words I might understand? Do the words mean anything to him? Who is Gregory? Who should I be in relation to him?

We are not talking about the spirit or the soul which is Gregory which is still available to him and to me.  I do not mean the "life" in him, of which I believe I get periodic glimpses. For example, once in a while I see it when he spontaneously tells me he loves me or out of no where says, "I want a kiss!" while puckering his lips. Evidence enough that he is still there!

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Often I think he is responding with appropriate facial and vocal noise expressions when I am with him, asking or telling him about things. But it remains, who is Gregory?

I find myself grieving for him not living with me at home. I grieve him being at a memory care facility (they do the best they can which is actually pretty good when compared to most around.) When I am not there does he miss me?

I am distraught at times that he must pee and poop himself because he is no longer ambulatory. I am distraught at times that he cannot feed himself or let his needs be known.

I am sad when I am enjoying doing things we used to do together and he can no longer do like going to the Botanic Garden, going out to dinner, enjoying a vacation, sitting on our balcony, petting the cats, going grocery shopping.

Is he lonely? Sad? Frightened? Confused? Frustrated? Angry? In pain? Feeling in danger?

Is he happy? Joyful? Amused? Entertained? Aware? Content? Feeling safe?

A cry to sleep at night once in a while is not bad, but I need to keep myself in good spirits so that when I am with him, I can be up and cheerful and happy and supportive. I do not want to feel any more depressed than I need to or spend more time trying to answer these questions if, in effect, the answers do not matter.   
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So my recent visit with Dr. B, the Lieberman "go to" Neurologist, was very interesting. The doctor had spent time with Gregory early on at the request of the fifth floor social worker because Gregory was the first "young onset Alzheimer's" resident on the special memory care unit and she wanted to know more about that aspect of dementia. 

He visited Gregory again recently based on my request for him to look into the kinds of questions I have as discussed above. He met with Gregory, talked to the people at Lieberman who work with Gregory, and then spent an hour with me. Some of his ideas made a lot of sense to me, some made me sad. I disagreed with some of his suggestions.
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According to Dr. B, language is the most important measure of how advanced a person's dementia might be. Language is how we monitor our way through life, share it with others, let our needs be known, inquire about our environment, process most everything we encounter, learn about new things which we do our entire life, etc, etc, etc. 

Language not only takes place between people but there is also an internal language, thinking about things whether using words you can hear (as in talking to yourself) or words only in the mind.

Because Gregory's language is almost nonexistent at this point, according to Dr. B we can probably say that Gregory's dementia is probably very advanced. While it may seem like Gregory can acknowledge language, and while at times he is able to use it appropriately (although word at a time,) much of Gregory's language ability is based on instinct, gesture, tone of voice, reading a person's facial expressions.


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Several times Dr. B referred to Gregory at "That poor guy..." While that made me sad it did emphasis some of what Gregory is probably still "suffering" because of his level of awareness combined with the level of his dementia. For example, "That poor guy cannot process what he is experiencing because of his lack of language. So if it is other than a very basic, over learned, instinctual experience, the experience probably does not make much sense to him."

Another example Dr. B gave is that Gregory seems to demonstrate a certain level of anxiety, fear, and discomfort if only because he is not able to analyze an experience using language. "That poor guy does not know whether he can trust an experience or if he needs to fear it." You have heard of the very basic "Fight or Flight" instinct.

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The following was taken in part from the McGill University free research service.  

"The most efficient model for understanding the brain in terms of its evolutionary history is the famous triune brain theory developed by Paul MacLean. According to this theory, the following three distinct brains emerged successively in the course of evolution and now co-inhabit the human skull. 

"The reptilian brain, the oldest of the three, controls the body's vital functions such as heart rate, breathing, body temperature and balance. Our reptilian brain includes the main structures found in a reptile's brain: the brainstem and the cerebellum. The reptilian brain is reliable but tends to be somewhat rigid and compulsive. 

This part of Gregory's brain seems to be working well.

"The limbic brain emerged in the first mammals. It can record memories of behaviours that produced agreeable and disagreeable experiences, so it is responsible for what are called emotions in human beings. The main structures of the limbic brain are the hippocampus, the amygdala, and the hypothalamus. The limbic brain is the seat of the value judgments that we make, often unconsciously, that exert such a strong influence on our behaviour.

This part of Gregory's brain is working in part but the value judgments and behavior parts are diminished.

The neocortex first assumed importance in primates and culminated in the human brain with its two large cerebral hemispheres that play such a dominant role. These hemispheres have been responsible for the development of human language, abstract thought, imagination, and consciousness. The neocortex is flexible and has almost infinite learning abilities. 

This part of Gregory's brain is the one that is the most diminished if it is available to him at all.

"These three parts of the brain do not operate independently of one another. They have established numerous interconnections through which they influence one another. 


It is a
s if one of the things Alzheimer's does is scramble these connections and that in reverse order of development, the "brains" disappear; first the higher order neocortex then the emotional, judgement, experience limbic, leaving the primitive reptilian.

But if this is true, why one moment does Gregory seem so primitive and the next moment he will lean in and say, "I want a kiss," while puckering his lips. Or out of the clear blue he will smile and say, "You are good to me," or "I love you," or "Let me tell you something!"

When asked, "Do you want a drink of water?" and he says "Yes," you lift the glass to his lips and he drinks. While most of the time his brain cannot direct his arms to do something, sometimes he will pick up the glass of water on the table and take a drink on his own.

The other day I started by saying, "I need to talk to you." And he gave me his attention and focus (which is usually hard for him.) I apologized for those times in the past, in the early stages of the disease when I was not always nice to him, or I was mean or angry or hurtful. He got sad with me and said, "I am sorry." I replied, "Yes it was very difficult for both of us," and he agreed saying "I know."

The way he presents himself often seems like so much more, like he is so present, as if a light briefly has gone back on, like Gregory is Gregory once again. So many of our interactions defy explanation, are mysterious and amazing when they happen, and are a delight to behold and enjoy, whatever the reason or level.

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Another question I had was about Gregory's mumbling level of language. In the past he would try to tell you something but could not get the words out or organize his thoughts before the idea passed and he would get very frustrated. Now he babbles and mumbles and thinks he is talking. 

His intonations, raising and falling sounds, intensity, pinched forehead, smile followed by a laugh, pointing of his finger, would seem to indicate that he is telling you something that makes sense to him but that doesn't come out in a way that makes sense to you. Dr. B explained it as Broca's Aphasia. 

Here comes the scientific, medical explanation taken from Wikipedia. Patients with expressive aphasia, also known as Broca's aphasia, are individuals who know "what they want to say, they just cannot get it out". This specific group of symptoms distinguishes those who have expressive aphasia from individuals with other types of aphasia. 

This is where Gregory was maybe two or three years ago. Gregory seems to have more than one type.

There are several distinct "types" of aphasia, and each type is characterized by a different set of language deficits. Although those who have expressive aphasia tend to retain good spoken language comprehension, other types of aphasia can render patients completely unable to understand any language at all, whereas still other types preserve language comprehension, but with deficits. 


Gregory's "speaking" aphasia is probably the latter. He is able to understand language somewhat but with deficits.

Although individuals with expressive aphasia tend to have a good ability to self-monitor their language output (they "hear what they say" and make corrections), other types of aphasics can seem entirely unaware of their language deficit and therefor the babbling. 


This is where Dr. B thinks Gregory might be for the most part. I would guess that sometimes the babbling is just playful noise making like humming or singing. Other times Gregory thinks he is communicating and seeks confirmation from the listener. "Really?" he will say. "Of course," I say. Or "I know what you mean." Or I repeat a word  that he used that wasn't babble to show I am listening. 

An example of "listening" aphasia is: "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." Gregory only hears something about birds. The details are not clear and certainly the expression isn't formed that having at least one bird in your hand is better than the high likelihood that the birds will fly off when you try to grab them from the bush leaving you with no birds.

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Life expectancy  was also discussed. Research says that people with Young Onset Alzheimer's have a life expectancy of seven years after diagnosis (allowing for the fact that it most likely began much earlier) while regular Alzheimer's averages ten to fifteen years. 

Gregory has already outlived the research as he enters 11+ years since diagnosis. One must remember that the research quotes the average, median, and mean of years. Gregory is so robustly healthy and was so robustly intelligent, that he is probably at the high end and could go on for a long time to come.

What does happen as the disease progresses is that the person has more and more difficulty swallowing which can cause aspiration causing pneumonia, is unable to let you know about problems and pain so medical difficulties are not discovered until later when they become more complicated and life threatening, becomes bedridden causing lung problems and pneumonia as well as skin breakdown and infection. These are often the cause of death in people with Young Onset Alzheimer's.

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So now what? Understand him. Be better able to make decisions on Gregory's behalf. Empathize more. Continue to try everything. Withhold expectations. Try things again if they didn't work before. Stimulate, entertain, give snacks and treats, read aloud, listen to music, watch TV and DVDs, go for "walks" around the unit in his wheelchair, talk to him, sing to him, pet him, go outside in nice weather, massage his back, keep him clean, prevent his skin from getting dry, brush his teeth, manicure his nails, advocate for him, double check his doctor visits, monitor visits by foot doctor and eye doctor, buy his favorite foods, bake a fruit pie now and then. In other words do everything you can to help him be as happy, content, and healthy as possible.

but above all ...

LOVE HIM and make sure you hug and kiss and tell him you love him and let him know as often as you can and as clearly as you can that you are there for him, no matter what. No matter what may happen.





Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Flu Season II

An update. Gregory's fever finally broke this morning (without a trip to ER, thank you.) He is feeling much better as you will see in Manny's comments at the end of this post.

Meanwhile I had a talk with Lieberman's Fifth Floor head nurse director about Hospice. We had talked previously and she suggested that it is never too soon to get Hospice set up as there are many side benefits, some of which I will share at a later date.

Gregory and I have long been familiar with Hospice ever since he took training some 30 years ago and actually helped care for two people before he found a full time job and did not have time to volunteer.

He would help the caregiver(s) clean the house, go grocery shopping, help with cooking, or just sit will the ill family member so the caregiver could run errands, get away, or hide out and nap in the other bedroom.

Midwest Hospice has as it's mission: We support he whole person - body, mind, and spirit, with truly innovative world-class palliative care, hospice, and grief support. Giving you your best day, today! Imagine care differently!

In the past, Hospice was involved during the last week or month of a person's life to help them die comfortably and gracefully and to support the family as well. Now the services and time provided by Hospice has broadened.

After facing my decision to NOT send Gregory to the ER, as a staff doctor had recommended, I decided that this was a head's up to get Hospice going for Gregory. It is a difficult decision if only because it admits and accepts that he will die sooner rather than later.

Intellectually I accept this easily and will be able to make appropriate decisions as I am needed to. Emotionally is another story but I do not have to deal with that now as G is still fairly healthy and who knows when death will announce itself. No use in worrying about that which one cannot control.

Actually I feel a level of power and control over my life, Gregory's life, and over the situation having been able to make this decision. Hospice will provide needed services now and will be there when I need them the most at a later date. By then they will know me and know Gregory and will be part of our "family."

Meanwhile on a lighter note, here is verbatim, Manny's report on how Gregory is doing today as taken from his texts to me. Manny has a wicked sense of humor as demonstrated below.

Manny:
Greg ate full lunch n took  liquids normal amount ... awake all the time and serenely talking ... had a big fecal explosion at 2:45pm eroding all demonic plaques in his stommigo. 

Michael:
Your comments made me laugh out loud LOL. Thanks for the update.

Manny:
I mean it ... lol ... Ur welcome ... Y pleasure

Michael:
I can imagine that you do mean it! Just glad I wasn’t on the receiving end. And stinko! Did Gregory get the giggles?

Manny:
Smelled fantastic ... my spirit voluntarily transported to other realm

Michael:
Your spirit had no where else to go ...

Manny:
What do you expect with the lava n boulders ... browned by demonic possessions. I sprayed lavender room deodorant ... opened the window a short time ... didn't help!

Michael:
K and TKS

Manny:
K

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

On Sep 22, 2014, at 8:45 AM, Susan Wiseman wrote:

Michael 
Thinking of you!  Read one of your last blog entries, and although you write in an upbeat manner, it did make me feel very sad. On a more positive note, we thought of you last week while on vacation in a place called Comala in Colima.
We had the good fortune to meet the director of the Museum of Popular Art.  Suffice it to say that this man has a collection of miniatures that I know would make you green with envy.  They are amazing.  When photos are downloaded I will send you some. 
You do sound well, and I am glad.
Happy Rosh Hashana.  Give Gregory a hug for us.  We think of both of you often. 
Love
S & D

Hi S,

First love to you and to D. Will look forward to seeing the photos of the miniatures you mentioned. I do get GREEN with envy over things like that. Envy doesn't mean I wish the museum to have less but I want to have more! 

I am well and each day gets a little easier to face. Doesn't mean the Alzheimer's has gone away but it has been easier for me as Secondary Care Giver and with most of my life (all be it alone) once again my own. Gregory is doing really well for this moment in time. 

Compared to the past ... well I try not to go there if you know what I mean. But our visits are meaningful and we have a good time when we are together. Lieberman and Manny are really the best thing Judaism has ever done for me (the facility is part of CJE Council for Jewish Elderly.) 

Yes I am still very sad (as you said you were when reading my update) but I have learned to carry that sadness with me as a reminder of the great love I have for Gregory.

Soon,
Michael 

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Fall 2014 Update


I am posting this update and will also e-mail the link to family and friends who do not follow this BLOG.  A friend once lovingly told me, "Based on how productive you are on your BLOG,  I have to decide 'Follow my own life or follow yours!'"

As you know last January, after a difficult year and a month of rapid decline, Gregory became somewhat hostile and aggressive and I had to call 911 to send help. After only one day of sedation but a three day stay in the hospital with a "sitter"  (because of the violence threat) he was much better.

The experience, however, caused me to evaluate Gregory's decline and was a red flag that told me I could no longer provide for his needs by myself at home. The hospital stay gave me the time and opportunity to find a memory care facility for him.

At the suggestion of a social worker friend, who is the Director of Senior Services at RUSH Hospital,  I looked into The Lieberman Center in Skokie (10 minutes from the condo.) I will always be grateful to her for this advice.

I found the memory care facility to be one of the best in Chicago, and was able to get a bed (and private room) for Gregory. He was released from the hospital to The Lieberman Center never to come home to the condo again.

This was difficult for me but Gregory made the adjustment and has never once asked "Why am I here? or asked to go home. It has been a fairly easy learning curve for me to become Gregory's "Secondary Care Giver" after more than ten years of being his "Primary Care Giver" and life partner for more than forty years.

I wear heavy grief on one shoulder but immense joy on the other so I am able to continue to live a somewhat balanced life. I am able to be there for Gregory as I learn how to live my new life. By taking better care of myself, I am able to better be there for him.

When I visit we hug, and kiss, and laugh, and sing, and read aloud, and eat chocolates, and go outside into the garden, and listen to music, and watch DVD musicals. We attend Lieberman Center functions, concerts, and parties. Sometimes we just sit quietly and hold hands.

I join him for dinner or lunch and with the people at his table we usually "close down" the place being the last to leave. While the conversation is, at times like being in a Fellini movie without the background music, it is also loving and at times humorous and engaging.

Besides visiting Gregory almost every day, I keep myself busy. My second book of poetry has just been released and I have done several poetry readings.  You can purchase books one and two at:
 www.amazon.com or
 www.barnesandnobel.com
(Links open in a new window.)

I am continuing to work at finding a publisher for my manuscript called GYROSCOPE: An Alzheimer's Love Story. By now I could write Volume 2 and 3 of the story of Gregory and my journey with the disease. If you have any publishing connections, please put me in touch.

A second museum is in the planning, in addition to the wonderfully successful and loved Michael's Museum: A Curious Collection of Tiny Treasures at Chicago Children's Museum on Navy Pier. http://michaelsmuseum.org

The new museum will be a traveling installation that in time could end up in many museums, cultural centers, children's museums, or other civic buildings across the country (and as I am one to think big about small things ... perhaps across the world.) I am calling it something like: MCMMichael's Closet Museum: Unlimited Small Wonders in a Limited Space.

I am also putting together a new venture: Michael's Magical Flea Circus. The performers and circus tent are ready but the program, music, costumes, choreography, etc, remain to be developed. You will hear more about this later. http://www.michaelscircus.org

Now that Gregory is living at The Lieberman Center, a memory care facility in Skokie, I have made the condo more my own; repainted, reorganized, got rid of clothing, and am learning to live alone. I like my privacy, enjoy my solitude, am relieved that Gregory is being well taken care of without me having to carry the entire load, but I miss him like heck!

Gregory is no longer the person you used to know, he functions intellectually like a 3 - 7 year old and can no longer express himself using language. It is difficult to know what he understands and what he doesn't. He doesn't take direction so something like, "Pick up the ball," does't work. Sometimes "Give me a hug." does work.

He is in a wheel chair all the time because his brain no longer can control his legs, he needs to be fed his meals because he is not able to get things to his mouth by himself except now and then and unexpectedly.

At times he is present, focused, and available but at others distant, confused, and doesnt seem to be "at home." He needs to wear a diaper and be moved from wheel chair to bed by a lift machine to have it changed.

But despite all this, his spirit and soul continue to shine with love and patience and at times humor and even wit and often with smiles and laughter. He is happy, content, well taken care of, and healthy.

He has adjusted fairly easily to Lieberman and I think that his new, more narrow "community" feels good to him. He smiles at fellow residents, says something incoherent which is received back with a smile because the other resident cannot communicate either.

He has a personal care helper, Manny, seven days a week from 11:30-5:30 who is a gift and a blessing. While the Resident Care Aides and round the clock nurses are cheerful, loving, and helpful with most of Gregory's physical needs, there is not enough time in the day and/or their case load to provide the social interaction that is still important to Gregory. So Manny, provides that.

The ratio of resident care aides to resident is 1:10 which is pretty good comparatively and Manny provides the day to day social interaction, exercise support, mealtime feeding and conversation.

He sets  up the DVD with movies and earphones with classical music on an iPod, he reads aloud, takes Gregory out into the garden and down to building functions and concerts. He makes sure Gregory gets enough to drink and plies him with goodies and treats from the refrigerator in the room.

He helps me keep an eye on how Gregory's needs are being met by the facility. Generally he is with Gregory at all times during the peak time of day and the Lieberman people provide good support early mornings and at night.

Many of our friends visit and keep Gregory supplied with flowers, chocolates, and other trinkets. Gregory may not be able to name the friend or explain how he knows them but he always recognizes them as a loving friend and someone important to him. Often after something like, "Oh Wow" or "You again!" he cries tears of joy at seeing the visitor and at the overwhelming feelings of love.

Lieberman Center, the memory care facility, takes wonderful care of him providing medical attention, a safe warm environment, friendly loving helpers, laundry and cleaning services, and good kosher food that even tastes good! They have a 24/7 nursing staff available who keep an eye on Gregory's health, administer medications, treat illnesses like colds.

The center also provides monthly doctor visits, periodic podiatry and vision checks, and brings in other specialty medical help as needed. There is an on duty social worker, activities director, volunteer coordinator, dietitian, restorative ability nurse, physical and occupational therapists, and art therapy. When necessary, Skokie Hospital is just across the parking lot.

I was able to get Gregory on State of Illinois Medicaid in three weeks compared to the usual six months. I have to turn over his Social Security check to Lieberman but otherwise  all of his needs are being paid for. This, as you can imagine, is a relief and helps me to pay for the full time personal helper.

In summary, my life and Gregory's right now are fairly narrowly focused and that is OK. I enjoy visiting Gregory and got away for a long week-end trip to Quebec City recently.

Besides my artistic endeavors, I cannot deal with plans for the future or think about future travel since Gregory continues to loose abilities and I want to be around to support him and to get back as much as I can while he still has bits of communication to give me.

I am strangely content and grateful, as is Gregory, that the Universe continues to line up behind us, helping things to continue to fall into place in our life. Family and friends continue to surround us with love and support.

I think that I am finished with this ramble and as I have said in the past, I want you to know that each one of you means a lot to Gregory and me and we appreciate your being on this journey with us.


Friday, March 28, 2014

Post Birthday

An E-Mail to Susan:

Thanks. Your words and insights are always comforting. Your birthday wishes meaningful.

My birthday was spent with Pat, a new friend of three years, who is also a writer and with whom I felt an instant bond when we first met at a writers conference. She is good with Gregory and good for me. We have a lot in common, a lot of similar views, and most of all are easily respectful of each other's individuality and differences.

On my birthday, she and I went to Lieberman to help G with lunch, had some birthday cake in his room, went on to an antique mall in Gurnee (where I saw the most amazing hand carved German Noah's Ark for only $5,000,) went home for a nap, got back together to open gifts (Pat does good gifting,) went to Pete Millers for a huge steak and some jazz, and ended up back at the condo with another small birthday cake. 

It was difficult without Gregory by my side, but I did OK. You remember that my mom died on my birthday (still consider it a blessing from her to me) and now with Gregory more or less out of my responsibility, my birthdays (and currently my life is) are "spent" and/or "contemplated" rather than "celebrated." But that is OK. 

Many, many friends and family went out of their way to send me wishes (cards, calls, e-mails, texts, Facebook, wow what a large number of ways we now have to communicate, if only with a LIKE click) and that felt nice although I kept low for the most part. Today I will finish responding to my well wishers.

Still feel like I am treading water but the future is a large possibility islanded out there ahead of me. Talk soon,

Michael


























Tuesday, January 21, 2014

A Final E-Mail Blast to Family & Friends

At the beginning of 2014 you received an e-mail blast about Gregory's decline. I guess that in some ways I had a fore-telling of what was to come a short couple of days later. Now with the current changes, I have told our story so many times that I do not remember what I have told to whom. I wanted to do one last e-mail blast to make sure everyone is up to speed on our situation.

After a very difficult year, then month, then week; ending in what I call a Final Week in Hell;  Gregory (diagnosed ten years ago with Young Onset Alzheimer's at age 55) is now living at a memory care facility. After a major psychotic episode (common at his stage of the disease,) I had to decide on this placement for him. He was in the hospital for observation for a week and on sedatives to help him for less than a week and now no longer needs them. He is once again calm, happy, and content. He is being well looked after, I visit every day, and he has NOT once asked, "Why the change?" For now, he is truly living in the moment.

In all honesty, I do not know for sure who Gregory is at this point. The change was so drastic that I do not know what he knows, or thinks, or feels. As I said above, what I do know is that he is calm, content, happy, safe, and living in the moment. He is more unsure on his feet, moves a lot more slowly, and to me feels a lot older than he was a few short weeks ago. Strangely enough, however, he has been able to put together phrases that make sense and has re-developed a sense of humor (both of which have been absent for quite a while.) Have you ever thought how complex it is to tell a joke or be funny? 

It was a necessary but none-the-less difficult decision. I was no longer able to support him in the way he needed to be supported: physically, mentally, emotionally. I always said that I would take care of him as long as I could and as long as it was the right thing to do ... not for me ... but for him. Now both Gregory and I can begin to adjust to the next phases of our lives. We walked together respectfully and lovingly for 38 years, ten of those with the Alzheimer's diagnosis, and now our paths diverge. The divergence actually began on January 10th, our 38th anniversary. That date will now be the anniversary of our meeting as well as our new beginnings. I am so sad but my heart feels good and right.

Thanks for being there for us over the years. You have played a significant role in Gregory's and my life and therefore over time I have felt it important to keep you informed of our progress, whether we were integrating or disintegrating. At this point further updates most likely will not be necessary. Iyou want to keep up on how things continue to settle in as Gregory and I get used to our new digs, roles, and lives; check my BLOG when and if you feel you want to: http://mhorvichcares.blogspot.com Also, if you are in the area and would like to join me on a visit to Gregory at The Lieberman Center, feel free to get in touch and we can make arrangements.

A metaphor for this recent change in our life: "We had rehearsed for this for a long time without knowing when opening night would be. Then "Curtain in 15 minutes" was announced and we were not even in costume or makeup. When the curtain did go up, however, everyone was in their places and the show went on without a hitch. 

Again, NOT easy for me to be going through this, NOT easy for you to read about it. 

Again, do not feel the need to reply. I understand.

Again, you are already helping just be being part of our circle of family, friends, and acquaintances. We appreciate you. 

Love,
Michael (and Gregory)

Friday, January 17, 2014

Update

RG,
Hi. Greg continues to settle in. I go every day to visit but only for an hour or two. I am hard at work learning my new role as secondary caregiver. They are getting to know him and how to provide for him. He is content and "spends his day." To be with him is to realize that he is a very different man than he was before the psychotic episode. He is really living in the moment and is happy with that. Today we visited with his companion Alaksh and G was happy to see him. We set up a desk for him, stocked his mini-refrigerator, assembled two lovely lamps - one for the desk and a matching one on his night stand. I am creating a refuge for him but mostly for me and his visitors away from the Fellini environment that is any nursing care center. Day by day...
Fondly,
Michael

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Last Daily Update

UPDATE 01/12/14

LAST update for a while as Gregory and I continue to settle into our new lives. He is doing well at Lieberman Center, adjusting to his new surroundings, slept well, remains calm, tells me (once again) how happy he his, no longer angry or agitated (and without use drugs!) Is slow, a little unsteady on his feet, somewhat unaware of his surroundings but asks no questions. Quickly becoming floor staff favorite.

When I arrived at 2:00 today, he was watching (with a group of 12 or so people) "South Pacific," which is his favorite musical, on the large screen TV. We visited in his room and walked around the facility for exercise. 

Next week I will begin to personalize his room. I am adjusting to being "alone" in the condo as well as in my life (with so many supportive friends and family.) I can look forward to visiting him without any of the responsibilities of caregiving, just the good times!

You are welcome to be in touch with me again and to visit him if in the area by contacting me first. Love you all. Thanks for being there for us! 

Check this BLOG for continued thoughts, experiences, insights, poems, and progress etc as Gregory''s journey with Alzheimer's continues and as I continue walking on the path with him only a little further behind.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Update 1/11/14

UPDATE for GREGORY 01/11/14: 

Continued calm, good night sleep, more alert today. 

Transferred to Lieberman Center Alzheimer's Floor at 4 this afternoon. Transfer from hospital went well. 

Met G at his room, said our goodbyes for the day, and sent him off to the dining room. 

Even though alert he is probably not aware of his surroundings or what is happening. He never asked about the hospital or "Why am I here?" He was accepting of the situation without questions. 

I'll visit again tomorrow, bring a few more personal items, and maybe have dinner with him. 

On Monday I expect I will meet with his doctor, social worker, intake, and psychiatrist. I anticipate several weeks of adjustment before he is ready for any visitors. 

Based on his recent rapid decline, I really do not know who Gregory is today, what he is thinking, what he is able to do or not do. I expect this will become clearer as he settles into his new space. 

Thanks to Robyn G who helped get me on the right track for getting help for Gregory and to Roger Z who has been with me since Friday afternoon, 

Again thanks to you for being there and for giving continued privacy for G and for myself. 

Fondly, Michael

Friday, January 10, 2014

Latest Developments

UPDATE 101/10/14: Gregory had another calm day. He did it on his own with out a "sitter" which was important. 

Not sure if you are in tune with the speed of the events or the decisions that I have been making so I hope this doesn't take you too by surprise. I have been able to get Gregory into one of the best Alzheimer's Care Centers in Chicago. Lieberman Center. It is part of the Council for Jewish Elderly. It did it in 4 days, under the best of circumstances this is not an easy feat. 

He will be released from the hospital tomorrow morning and I will be at the Center with a smiling face to welcome him. We will spend the day, if he is OK with it, helping him get settled in his new home. 

The spin I have been giving it is: "We have been rehearsing this for a long time but didn't realize that Opening Night would be so soon. Curtain in 5 minutes and I am not even in my costume."

It is time, however. His doctors, the hospital, social workers, psychologists, family, friends who are professionally knowledgable about dementia, and me (in my heart as well as based on my intellectual research and understanding) agree that it is time.

The center is close to home. Gregory will be well taken care of, safe, able to live in a more comfortable smaller world, and I will be able to continue to be with him under happy conditions without the difficult times. Better for him. Better for me.

I am devastated I am celebrating. I am sad I am joyful. I look forward to my new caregiver role as well as to the beginning of my new life. I miss him until it aches but I am happy for him as well.

Again, please give me some space, please avoid replies, avoid requests. You are helping just by being there and sending us your love! This is a period of healing for me and I know for many of you who love Gregory like I do! We can begin personal conversations again soon, but not yet. Fondly, Michael

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Update 1/09

Sorry (not really) that I have been absent on the BLOG but it has been a hectic time since the last post on Tuesday.

Gregory has been in a regular room at Evanston Hospital with a "sitter" since Tuesday. He seems more calm but they are still working on leveling out his sedative drugs. He is eating well and sleeping well. Yesterday and today he acknowledged my presence, and responded to my "I love you's. He has been cooperative with hospital staff. (Who have been wonderful.)

I believe I have found a great place for him to move to for an assisted living situation. Been on the phone and making decisions until I forget who I talked to and what we said.

Made of list on the computer of all the important information I needed to remember and have as reference and forgot it at home when I went to visit him this afternoon. Oh well. At least it is all down and in one place.

Will keep you in touch with our progress and more details.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Update on E-Mail Update

My e-mail has been "dinging" off the hook with so many supportive replies to my update broadcast on Gregory and my continued journey with Alzheimer's. Over the next few days, I will be sharing some of the comments (names will be changed to protect the innocent :-)

Meanwhile I am afraid that we might be the closest that we have been to  having to find a Memory Care Home for Gregory. It may or may not be imminent depending on what course the illness next takes. I am still able to keep up and will continue to do what I have to do but at times the presenting situation is so strange that I do not know what to do or what the best course of action is.

For example his recent crying and upset jags. For seemingly no reason he gets upset and is not easily calmed. He does calm down eventually with soothing comments like: Everything is OK ... Everything is good ... love ... happy ... Everybody loves you. etc

One an episode took the direction of his feeling that he was a bad person and/or had done something wrong. I assured him and he perked up. "Really?" he replied. "OK?" "Honest?" etc he was able to get out as he was able to renew his confidence in his worth.

Another episode (and I am trying to guess at meanings here from his "mumblings") had to do with either having (in me) the kind of relationship and love that is very special or needing and hoping to find that kind of social love. Some of the mumblings sounded like him not being gay ("having a love like that.")

Early this morning we spent from 7-8am dealing with something "red" and "people out there"instead of sleeping. I finally got both of us out of bed and we walked around the condo talking about the snow outside the windows and how cold it is. He finally settled down and we went back to sleep.

I am concerned that I do the best for Gregory and am not sure what that might be and/or if my emotions and love for him are getting in the way of intelligent decisions. I would like to believe that I am able to separate my emotional from my intellectual and that the right side will win out. I know I have friends who will "take me in hand" if I loose my perspective!

I will be talking to a Neurological Social Worker in the next few weeks and Gregory is switching to a new neurologist who specializes in Alzheimer's. (I was pissed when I recently learned that his current doctor who was a "replacement" for one who left is a specialist in MS. Good for MS but not for Gregory?)

Meanwhile I am taking a day at a time and surviving. Not necessarily "living" but at least "surviving."

Saturday, January 4, 2014

AN UPDATE E-MAIL

Dear Family and Friends,

We spent a quiet Christmas Eve and Day at home and wish we could have given each of you a personal hug and a big, festively wrapped gift of something magical, tangible or otherwise, that you have always wanted for yourself.

New Year Eve was spent quietly as well, due to the cancelation of our annual party so friends could stay at home, warm and cozy and safe, during a major snow storm.

I haven't been sending updates about Gregory's and my Journey with Alzheimer's because for a long while things have been, well,  just ... "even." Also, by keeping a BLOG, I have not felt the need to update or retell the stories over and over when we talk on the phone or meet in person because you can keep tabs on us with the BLOG if you choose (regularly or periodically.) 

Since the beginning of my BLOG "m horvich cares about alzheimer's" in July of 2010, there have been over 657 posts with close to 23,000 hits. It is humorous, sad, trite, profound, and deeply honest. I am grateful that perhaps I can help my readers keep up with our life and also for some readers, I can provide the ability to learn from my experiences and help them to realize that they are not alone with this insidious disease. 

http://mhorvichcares.blogspot.com

I wish that this could be a routine Christmas Letter which talks about our travels (we didn't go anywhere,) our children and grandchildren (we have none,) our pending surgeries (none,) our pets (one died, two new kitties added)  etc. ... maybe written in poetic form? But now-a-days our life with Alzheimer's has been progressing at such a rapid rate that I feel it is important to share with you where and who Gregory and I are today. 

Gregory seems to be mostly unavailable to himself and to those of us who love him. My main aim since Gregory was first diagnosed some ten years ago has to maintain a sense of normalcy, order, calm, and safety for us. 

Peace at home has been more and more difficult for me to provide, not for want of trying, but for the insidious manner of Alzheimer's Disease. Gregory is more confused more often, seems "lost," and cannot tell me when he needs something or when something is troubling him.

He just gets upset and I try to guess the rest. Sometimes I can calm him down and distract him but recently I have not been as successful so I just hold his hand while he cries or is upset or depressed. He has been exhibiting some newer bizarre behaviors which I have not experienced with him before.

While being out and around has always a little more difficult, being out and in social situations is becoming more and more difficult if not close to impossible. His using the bathroom and navigating the food on his plate and my fear of the unexpected and his safety have become more of an issue when we are away from home.

I like to say, "On a scale of "Horrible" to "Horrible," I would rate our situation as "Terrible. (I have been saying this for a long time, but now ... things have become more horribly terrible!) I have an appointment with his neurologist and a social worker to discuss next steps, medications, and emergency precautions, etc. 

We have a Northwestern student, in for 15 hours a week to provide me with some "get away time" and to provide Gregory with  a companion and distractions other than those I am able to provide. We are grateful to him for the gentle care he provides.

Meanwhile, somehow, we carry on, try to enjoy life, wake up each morning and go to sleep each evening. In case we see you or talk soon, I wanted to set you up to expect the worst so you will probably be disappointed and say, "That wasn't so bad!" 

But it is. I suspect, while trying to be optimistic as well, that 2014 will be quite a different/difficult/major change year for us. People wish us Happy New Year, I reply with "Thanks," but my heart aches.

Here are just a few of the things we face every day: GREGORY ...

•Might remember who you are but not be able to say your name
•Gets easily confused and frustrated
•Cannot attend to more than one person at a time addressing, suggesting, or helping him
•Does not comprehend most helping words
•Often physical demonstration doesn't work
•Doing for him by others is the only way sometimes
•Has trouble being in noisy, busy places 
•Has real difficulties following simple directions like, "Sit here" or "Eat."
•No longer understands orientation directions like "On, Off, Up, Down, Under, Over, etc
•Needs help getting dressed and undressed
•Misses parts of his face when he shaves
•Has taken to putting underarm deodorant on his face if I do not intervene
•When out needs help putting on, taking off, keeping track of coat and gloves
•Is almost totally dependent on me for everything all the time
•Has trouble fastening his seat belt in the car
•Cannot do math, write, or sign his name
•Has trouble navigating his dinner plate if it contains too many items
•Has difficulties managing a knife and fork
•Eats a lot with his fingers
•Doesn't see items sitting in front of him
•Asks if the remainder of the food on his plate or beverage in his glass is his
•Has trouble lifting a glass of water or mug of coffee without shaking
•Is more clumsy and less sure-footed
•Can't put a verbal sentence together but rather constructs a verbal string of nonsence
•May or may not understand your sentence
•"Familial Tremors" have always been a part of his family's history but his hands now shake badly
•Sleeps a lot more, 9-10 hours a day with at least one or two naps a day
•Will try to make a comment and it will end up being a series of connectors without a subject 
•Will wave his hands saying, "You know, you know" when being unable tell you something
•When focused on one item locks into it and is unable to unlock when pointed in another direction
•Is easily startled by loud (and sometimes not so loud) noises or sudden moves
•Needs monitoring with his bath-rooming and assistance in all aspects of the activity
•Does not recognize his body's signals for having to go to the bathroom
•NOT incontinent because I send him to the bathroom every couple hours
•Cannot shower by himself and needs assistance soaping up and rinsing off
•Gets emotional easily, usually over good things
•Gets emotional easily, lately over sad things or when 
•Seems more aware of his difficulties, losses, and sadness
•Is depressed, listless, and undirected more and more
•So far keeps appropriate social behaviors 
•Sometimes says hi to strangers on the street
•Gets assertive in his hand waving when he feels strongly about something (good or bad) 
•Cannot express what he is feeling, just gets upset
•Is NOT catatonic but often sits and stares into the distance
•No longer has either receptive or expressive language.
•Seems more quiet, distant, and lost
•Is mostly not part of the group when with company
•Is able to do very little to entertain himself or occupy his time
•No more walks by himself
•No more reading, even if there is comprehension doesn't understand "mechanics" of using a book
•No more telephone conversations, just listens when I am taking and he is on the other phone
•No more looking through and appreciating architecture picture books
•Doesn't seem to get much out of his daily read of The New York Times or magazines
•Forgets to put on his reading glasses when trying to read or gets them on upside down
•Has trouble following me so I have taken to holding his hand on the street
•Got lost the other night when following me down the condo hallway towards the elevators
•Cannot use the house phone or his cell phone
•Often cannot figure out how to open a door by pushing or pulling or use his key
•Hasn't been able to use a computer for a while now
•Doesn't realize he is thirsty but I can tell by the movement of his lips in a certain unconscious way

I do not want to make our situation seem more difficult than it is but I don't want to gloss over what I go through 24/7/365. I cannot imagine for sure what Gregory must be feeling or thinking. Previously he was happy and content, now he seems more agitated. It seems to be getting a lot worse on a daily basis.

You cannot imagine what I go through as his caregiver and at times I cannot imagine what I am going through because the situation becomes quite bizarre and changes so quickly. Often I cannot fathom the behavior Gregory presents let alone know how to deal with it.

A little bit of positive:

We wake up each day, somehow renewed, and sally forth to meet the day
While a struggle, we still go to movies, opera, musicals, and legitimate theater
He goes shopping for groceries  and runs errands with me
He tries to read (or at least look at) the New York Times
I read aloud to him at night before we go to bed
We eat out and he enjoys good food (when he can figure out how to eat it)
I enjoy cooking dinners home and he enjoys eating them
He enjoys being with friends and family (even though quiet and distant at times)
He enjoys painting almost every Tuesday with his teacher Nancy http://www.nrosen.com
He enjoys spending being with his "Companion," Alaksh.
Our two kitties (now cats) Gigi and Emms are the love of his life
We both sleep well
We are both healthy
We both love the condo and how we live in it physically
We have good neighbors, friends, and family
We snuggle often
We hug and kiss
He still tells me he loves me
And I tell him that I love him.

NOT easy for us to be going through this, NOT easy for you to read about it.

You may be thinking: 1) "How do I reply to an e-mail like this?" and/or 2) "How can I help?" 

Easy stock answers that we are OK with:

1) Hit COMMENT and let us know you received this. You can empathize with us and think of us. You do not need to make any further comment and there is probably nothing you could say except that you love us.

2) Know that just by being there, and by being you, by respecting us, and by being patient with both Gregory and me when we do get together ... you are helping already. So thank you.

We love you.
Michael and Gregory

P.S. This is a direct link to photographs of Gregory's paintings for 2012/13.
https://plus.google.com/photos/105807529710777221472/albums/5948444230716235857

(Photo 2012)