A … crocodile … ate … me?
You’re serious … I can see
Tears streaming down your face
Short term memory … please erase
I missed a visit … yesterday
It happens … now … and then
When it does … you’re in a stew
Wandering … Alzheimer’s … avenue
What to do … perplexes … me
No other course … I see
Hugs … smiles … extra … miles
Bring on the chocolate … to beguile.
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ July 12, 2012
Lost you …nowhere … found
My heart sank …to the ground.
Rapid heart beat …the whole enchilada
Canvassed the house …streets …nada!
Around the bend …comes a friend
Found you …misery’s end.
Milk in one hand …chocolate the other
You’re safe …no harm …I sigh …Mother!
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes, January 19, 2013
Yes indeed! Now Mom is in hospital …a Behavior Unit to adjust her medications. Poor thing, has a urinary tract infection …that is enough to make things worse for an elderly person….I’ll be signing off for a week, thanks to all! And I’m thankful for my neighbors who aided in the capture! Angels for sure!
One – two … Velcro your shoes
Three – four …lock your door
Five – six …chocolate fix
Seven – eight …Hurry? No wait!
Nine – ten … FOE OR FRIEND!
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ January 15, 2013
All the things you used to love
I’d filed in my head
I fix you stuff, you used to eat
Now…no way…you said!
Many foods, so good for you
I cook and throw away
Just can’t satisfy you now
You say you want a piece of bread
You really mean a chocolate
Then a cup of juice or tea
Really means…milk…I see!
On and on the list could go
I’m frazzled in my head
Between what you used to …
And what you say…you said!
So goes the days…and goes the ways
They twist and wind around
Whatever you say…was meant to be
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ November 12, 2012
When shopping for food
No matter where
You want chocolate
And lots to spare.
I say, we’ve plenty
You deny such
How could I know
You are a tad angry
This I see
Because you do not
So we get more
The stock pile rises
Copyright/ Sheila Grimes/ October 29, 2012
Mother loves chocolate bars….she consumes hundreds of calories daily. She eats little food, lots of chocolate. I was distraught at one point and in an Alzheimer’s seminar, I asked Doctors about her eating and they said give her what she wants…I had tried to hold back the chocolate bars and she had lost weight, so, I just give her what she wants, putting down a feeding tube is not an option. We siblings just want her comfortable, so chocolate bars it is. Her Doctor visits show a normal glucose level, go figure. When she has a glass of milk in one hand and a chocolate bar in the other, she’s a happy camper! …So you know I know my way to the grocery store blind folded. ….smile….sg