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Never get mad

This is an important read.  Something I try and read once a week. 

https://www.alzheimers.org.uk/blog/language-dementia-what-not-to-say

Dad goes thru cycles of being fixated on something.  Latetly it has been the fact that his "license was taken away". 

It wasn't.  He surrendered it.  He was the one who wanted to sell his car. 

Considering I'm Irish, I've got a very very long fuse.  It is however getting to the point where I'm going to get mad and say all of this outright to him.  Because I've heard this story 150+ times at this point. 

In other news, my anxiety is at all time high.  I'm always exhausted.  I'm worried he's going to say no to home care, no to the day program, no to moving out.  

There's no way to sell it to him, selling something to a salesmen is impossible. 

Right now, it feels like he's going to be here for the rest of his life.  I can't think of things for him to do at this point.  I know I need to keep him busy so he stops doing silly things.  

Probably going to buy a new shelf I don't need so he can put it together this weekend.  That is however one day of work.  What do I get him to do for the rest of the time?  I now have screws in the walls in his bedroom so he can hang his mitts. 

The next big issue is going to be when he notices the sticky note on the toilet saying "flush every time". 

I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack or get something even worse by the end of this year. 

Honestly, this is not good.  



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