Wednesday, March 11, 2015

When Alzheimer's / Dementia Comes Close to Home

Teddy Bear From Strangers
Teddy Bear From Strangers
CC Image courtesy of brutusfly on Flickr
If you’re over fifty, I doubt you haven’t at least contemplated whether your mental faculties were slipping when you’ve forgotten where you left the car keys or your cell phone or your glasses. Or maybe it was when you forget the name of the band that did that one-hit wonder song everyone loved back in the day. Most likely, none of that is anything more than normal memory loss, likely due to aging. It happens to all of us, not matter who you are.

And then there are those who really do have a clinical condition that leads to a diagnosis of Alzheimer’s disease or some related form of dementia. When this happens to a family member, your worldview changes in ways you couldn’t have imagined.

Without detailing the long drawn-out retelling of how it happened, we recently moved my mother-in-law from her nursing home in Indiana to an Alzheimer’s care facility very close to us in Arizona. Since her arrival, our days and nights have been filled with addressing all of her needs in her new home. We visit her several days a week, sometimes twice.

Frequently, we join her at mealtimes, sometimes helping her eat when the shaking in her hand is too great to feed herself. In between times, we wheel her around the beautiful facility and answer the same questions and comment on the same things (furniture, decorations, people, nearby buildings, landscaping) over and over again. We fight with the insurance company when necessary — our latest victory was when we were finally able to score her a wheelchair of her own instead of rental. When schedule our visits when her physical therapist is there, our goal is to get her back on a walker, as she became wheelchair-bound when she was in Indiana.

It’s not all challenges, however, and that’s the purpose of the blog entry. My mother-in-law is generally a delight to be around. She makes us laugh with her sometimes shocking commentary about her observations and thoughts in the moment. Even though her short-term memory is gone, she does remember distant events like they just happened yesterday. She always seems happy to see us and a little sad when we have to leave. It tugs at my heart every time we say goodbye to her.

We’ve gotten to know many of the other residents and their families, along with all the staff, in the short time she’s been out here. It’s amazing to witness first hand the varying degrees the disease affects the residents and how different it manifests itself in each of them. I’ve grown fond of a few of them and enjoy talking to them and hearing their comments on various things and stories of their lives. I think the saddest part is when those who are still cognizant of their surroundings express sadness / frustration at their declining abilities. Thankfully, my mother-in-law is past that stage, but for those who know what’s happening to them, it’s more than a little heartbreaking.

You get to know the unusual habits of the residents, many of which can be grouped into categories. There are the “wanderers” — those who constantly walk around the hallways, trying to open every door they find, including those controlled by numeric keypads, in a desperate attempt to spring themselves from their environs. More than once, we’ve watched as these wanderers are gently given an assist away from the doors or out of rooms, usually with an arm linked in theirs and another arm guiding them away … not forcibly, mind you, but firmly.

There are the “shoppers” who walk away with any loose items lying out. Within the first two days my mother-in-law was there, someone walked off with her wheelchair’s footrests and it took almost a month to find them. By then, they had landed in a locked storage room along with at least another thirty pairs of footrests. No doubt many of them landed in the rooms of these shoppers and relocated.

We’ve talked to former priests and bankers, writers and teachers, all of whom at one time had full cognizance and led happy lives and now lived with declining faculties. Many of these residents have spouses who come to visit and we’ve gotten to know well. At “our” dinner table, the husbands of two of the residents join them and we sit there with them, talking, helping where needed and generally “being there.”

Of course, there are the sudden deaths that happen in such facilities. As terrible as Alzheimer’s / dementia is, it’s all a death sentence. As the disease continues to take over the brain, even basic functions begin to be affect and while most expire from secondary conditions (strokes, heart attacks, pneumonia), some do pass because their organs simply stop functioning because their brains no longer can control them.

In the month that my mother-in-law has been at this facility, she already lost a roommate, a sweet, but obviously distressed woman who died in the middle of the night. Thankfully, my mother-in-law slept through what must of been an anguishing experience. But her new roommate is bedridden and always seems to be asleep; our guess is she’s under hospice care and may not last very long, either.

As you interact with these residents, you can’t help but wonder if and when your time will come. My maternal grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in her 90’s and lived only a few years with the disease before she died. In my wife’s family, besides her mother, her great uncle and aunt (twins) both have the disease as did her maternal grandfather (when they called it “senility” brought upon by “hardening of the arteries.”). If Alzheimer’s is in your gene pool, you tend to think about it … a lot!

To all those who live with the disease, both the sufferers and their families, I wish you peace and strength in your battles, both the daily ones and the over all one. As so many elderly people have told me before, it sucks to get old … so the best advice is to enjoy your good years while you have them.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Angelo Breathes Again - IndieGoGo Campaign

My friend, the talented filmmaker and screenwriter Angelo Bell, recently got out of the hospital after experiencing a saddle pulmonary embolism, a condition that could have been fatal had he not received prompt medical attention. While the bulk of his medical costs are covered, he's still responsible for a part of it, which is breaking his budget and putting an undue financial strain on him. As a result, he's started an IndieGoGo campaign to solicit donations for those costs.

Saddle pulmonary embolism
Saddle pulmonary embolism

How will this money be used? I'll let Angelo explain that and the incentives for you toward his goal:

"Simply. All the money raised will go to help me catch up on rent and expenses, pay uncovered medical bills, buy meds and buy some cheap clothes (I lost so much weight 90% of my closet stuff is too big for me).
I have been given a second chance. I don't look at life the same way now. In order to take advantage of the opportunities before me I need to get settled financially and physically once again. Once I do that I'll be able to enjoy my children, my friends AND excel at my chosen profession -- PRODUCING GREAT CONTENT FOR FILM AND TELEVISION. This year I'm shooting a pilot dammit! My project BROKEN HEARTS CLUB has made the rounds on TV in the US, Canada, Italy, Belgium and the UAE. Now it's streaming on Amazon Instant Video. My indie thriller, RESURRECTION OF SERIOUS ROGERS has been downloaded over 40,000 times from all over the world. Last year a script analyst compared my screenplay, A PERFECT WEAPON to the Coen Brother's film, NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN. In the past 24 months I've met with executives at NBCUniversal 24 times to pitch TV show ideas to NBC, and ESQUIRE.
I just want to look back at 2014 and shake my head and whisper, "You didn't beat me!"
When you donate $25 or more you will receive a Twitter THANK YOU, a Facebook ATTABOY... PLUS: you'll get digital downloads of my best movies and screenplays, PLUS you'll be added to my private mailing list where you receive a FREE copy of any and every movie, screenplay or TV show I personally create PERIOD! FROM NOW ON."
If you're the type of person who likes to donate to a worthy cause, but don't do so because you don't know where the money will really go, then this is your chance to really make a difference in the life of a human being and father of four beautiful children. Please click here to contribute. Angelo and his children really appreciate the help.