Welcome to the funnies, aka Life With My Alzheimama.  Here I like to record the silly, funny little things that happen while caring for my mom who has Alzheimer’s. Laughter really is the best medicine.

March 13, 2011

So Ma’s excuse for spreading jelly on her napkin today is that whenever she eats a jelly sandwich it all goes down the front of her.  She was NOT going to eat the napkin.

March 7, 2011

I get a kick out of how Alzheimama loves my music, wiggling and dancing in her chair to the beat.  Back in the day, she hated “that awful rock ‘n’ roll”. Not so bad, this Alzheimer’s. She never hollers anymore to turn it down.

March 5, 2011

Gotta stop sleeping late – Ma was up early & very nicely set the table for three – that’s with 2 plates, 2 forks, and a glass each.  I found the rest of the plates tucked in with the oatmeal.  Not sure for whom she set the third place.

March 2, 2011

Must remember to put out new jar of jelly.  Ma spread tomato bruschetta on her napkin this morning.

February 21, 2011

Yet another interesting receptacle for Ma’s jelly.  This morning, the cat dish.  Thank God it was clean.

February 16, 2011

I try to get up in the morning before Ma does.  This morning I missed the boat and came downstairs to find my Alzheimama spreading jelly all over the napkin without any bread in sight.  Then she got mad when I wouldn’t let her eat it.  Ah, life.

February 7, 2011

  • Vony:  does your alzheimama know you? 

    Sunday at 12:39am · 

    Diane: Yes, she does … mostly. Sometimes she thinks I’m her sister, not her daughter. Once in a while she calls me mom. She used to call me, “That One That Lives Upstairs” 🙂

February 1, 2011

Alzheimama to Shelby: “I’m not trying to scare you. I’m just trying to tell you how it is.” Sure wish I’d been listening a bit earlier.

January 31, 2011

The Clothing Wars: 2 bras, inside out & backwards, pants backwards, sweater, no shirt, & fuzzy pink slippers, but Alzheimama “knows what [she’s] doing”.

January 18, 2011

It has been said that Alzheimer’s is a disease of slow progression.  I’ll say!  Every evening I cook and serve our dinner, eat, put away the leftovers, wash the dishes, clean the counters, straighten the chairs, and dry and put away the clean dishes all before my mom has finished eating.

January 6, 2011

So I look at the MobiCam this morning just in time to see my Alzheimama stirring jelly into her coffee.

January 5, 2011

Here I am murmuring against toilet paper commercials and I say to Ma, “It’s not like we’re all sitting in our chairs wondering whether or not to buy toilet paper” and Ma says, “Oh. I learned about that when I worked at the hospital.” I’m, like, “I think you learned about toilet paper when you were potty trained, Ma.” She says, “Well, that too.”


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