From redirecting to reminding…from doing “it” for her to picking up behind her… from meeting with family and leaving with a plan to meeting with doctors and leaving with a diagnosis.
It was hard to hear and tempting to challenge. It explained experiences. It triggered emotions.
After crossing the T’s we were encouraged to cross, we dotted the I’s we knew to dot. What remained were unmet needs, unanswered questions, and an unrevealed solution.
Unsure of what to do, I did what I was sure needed to be done.
A decision was made. A step was taken.
Her safety was prioritized.
And her address was changed.
Indeed, a moving moment.
Dementia is her diagnosis and this is your invitation to journey with #MyMommy&Me as we experience one #MovingMoment after another.
