Wednesday, December 14, 2022
Tonight's picture was taken in December of 2002. Mattie was 8 months old and getting ready to celebrate his first Christmas. Back then I was adjusting to the change within our home, as baby items had a way of filling up a room quickly. Despite the research, we did buy Mattie an activity walker. I did this because Mattie wanted desperately to move independently. He did not like crawling and seemed to have the leg strength to hold himself up and loved the fact that with this little wheeled vehicle he could follow me around.
Quote of the day: Even though people experiencing dementia become unable to recount what has just happened, they still go through the experience—even without recall. ~ Judy Cornish
I started the day with an attitude adjustment. As my dad was going to the memory care center, I decided to make lunch arrangements for me and my mom at the Neiman Marcus Café. Typically I am not a Neiman Marcus shopper, but I do like their café. It is a special and more intimate experience.
Thank goodness for calendar reminders. I completely forgot that I had an interview with the director of volunteering at Georgetown Hospital at 11am. I applied to become an official volunteer, because it is the only way I can get into the Hospital and push our Snack and Item Cart. I had the opportunity to introduce our story and Mattie Miracle to a new person today. It was a video call, so the interviewer could see my office. She was taken aback by it, in a positive way! She thought it was so beautiful and creative, in fact she asked me if it was a virtual back drop! NOPE! My backdrop is all of Mattie's creations. My whole office is inspired by Mattie and I chose this purposefully to honor his memory but also as a visual reminder of why I do what I do!
I think going out to lunch was helpful for me and my mom. I get very bogged down in intense caregiving and when I can go out and eat without worrying about choking and bathroom issues, it is more freeing. I can be more myself, which I worry is slowly getting lost by the wayside. I think caregiving does strip away one's identity and unfortunately I already experienced this crisis once before.
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