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Just got back from visiting my 81yo mother at the assisted facility she lives in due to her Alzheimer's dementia.

A nurse told me yesterday a volunteer came to visit the residents with her two service dogs. She passed out dog treats for the residents to feed to the dogs. My mom ate hers.

The nurses told my mom to spit it out but she refused. OMG. Bon appetit!

PS: My mother would be MORTIFIED if she were in her right mind.

[This message edited by mom of 2 at 12:04 PM, October 6th (Sunday)]

I hope the "cookie" brought her some happiness

Me too!

that's funny! When my ex and I were visiting friends, he grabbed a slim jim out of a canister on the counter and starting eating it without asking. It was a pup-aroni, and we all laughed at his face when she told him. He said it was pretty tasty, though...

Awww. Thats the brutal stuff that comes with dementia. Hey at least she has clean teeth now. Honesyly ive ate more than a milk bone cor twoover years . They are crunchy and jot that bad

Hey at least she has clean teeth now

God bless our elderly parents & senior citizens.

God bless our elderly parents & senior citizens.

ditto!

(((mom of 2)))

Alzheimers is such a cruel disease. I am glad you can at least see the humor in this incident.

My Grandmother had Alzheimers and lived with us when I was in HS in the early 80's. One day she started putting her bra on outside of her dress. Bless her, at least she still knew what a bra was and she tried. I am convinced that this is where Madonna got the idea of wearing a bra on the outside

Thanks all. Always come to SI for support and I'm never let down.

One day she started putting her bra on outside of her dress.

My mother has done this. Not just with one bra but two. The second one was hooked around her waist like a belt, the cups facing outwards, but upside down. WTH?

The second one was hooked around her waist like a belt, the cups facing outwards, but upside down. WTH?

Maybe that will be the next thing we see form Madonna, or Miley

(((more hugs)))

Oh the poor dear!

Hopefully the treats were homemade?

I make my own pup treats and they're nothing more than peanut butter, egg, and wheat flour. Not super tasty (no spices or sugar), but it wont kill a kid if they eat one.

Two funny similar stories:

My former father-in-law was, in his professional prime, a world famous surgeon. We had stopped at my parents' home for dinner after a football game. We are all gathered around for drinks in my parents' basement (their bar and rec center was there), when my former father-in-law gestures towards a bowl of kitty kibble that had been left on the bar and asked, "Are these for snacking?"

Yes, the world-renoun surgeon had been eating cat food. Said it tasted terrible.

And just to prove genetics work, I discovered my youngest used to reach her hand through the cat door and eat food from the cat's dish. Lovely.

Both my former father in law and my daughter are alive and well, so I guess it didn't hurt anyone. LOL.

Cat

(((mom of 2)))

My sister used to eat dog food for attention.

I worked in a Geriatric Psychiatric unit when I was just 18 and one of my patients pooped in a bowl and was passing it around to other patients claiming it was pudding. So, if you ever see me say, "Don't shit in my bowl and tell me it's pudding!", that's the reference.

Thank God it was a dog treat!!

(((mom of 2)))

(((mom of 2)))

It's funny, but yet it hurts. I lost my mom to Alzheimer's a year ago, and we're in the process of my aunt, her younger sister, heading off the same d*mn way now. It s*cks. My take-away message has been a) get long-term care insurance, and b) befriend Eskimos and book passage to the far Northern regions in my mid-to-late 80s.

FWIW: the snack situation was so bad in my house when I was a kid (Mom was a nutrition fiend), I used to sneak a Milkbone here and there when I was a young kid (like 6 y.o.). Lived to tell the (slightly embarrassing) tale.

Damn Alzheimer's...I sure hope some big advances are made in the next decade.

(((Mom)))

It is a hard disease to watch progress, but it sounds like she is happy, and content, and at the end of the day that's what matters.

Having worked in the medical field for a Quarter of a century (shit I'm old). I have see folks go through it and be so scared, or mean, that is was really heartbreaking. I had an older nun that was a fequent flyer to my unit, for a number of years, and she must have chosen that path in life, after he love chose another. She was the sweetest kindest little thing, as long as she had her baby ( a little doll), but if "the baby" got set out of her site, or reach look out!!!

My dearest friends Mom in law lived with them until this summer she has dementia, and has been known to do things just like it, and she is always sweet and kind. We ran over one day at lunch time, and she had drank 3 limaritas before lunch. She said they were good, and had NO clue they had alcohol. Needless to say she slept through Meals on Wheels, and her afternoon shows.

My point if find the humor, and warmth where you can, try to let go of the upsetting stuff, and always tell her you love her.

((((and strength))))