Good times and difficult times
Ash has gone to bed early so I have some breathing space and some head space all at the same time which is unusual to say the least at the moment. Anyway, here I am with the latest news and views from our dementia affected world. We're told again and again by professionals to focus on what's still possible rather than what's disappeared but I'm finding that increasingly difficult to do mostly because so much has gone and very little of my Ash is left. Until three weeks ago Ash was still getting his own breakfast and lunch, albeit slowly. A week later I was putting everything out on the worktop and he was putting it all together. Last week he stood and looked at everything with panic in his eyes and I realised I needed to sit him down and present him with those meals. He'd long since stopped being able to contribute towards an evening meal but this was another step down. He can no longer make a cup of tea but he can butter a scone if it's put out on a plate an