I know no one wants to hear my woes from the past ten years but in an effort to get to present day, here is some more of my story.
My hubby drank a lot of beer, it was family tradition. Over the years, the beer drinking evolved into the hard stuff. I had to attend AA myself to get clean. I may have been a good example because Dave slowed down on his drinking too. The trouble was that many times I thought Dave had passed out from drinking when it was really either a diabetic attack or a TIA again. It is truly amazing that he lived through these episodes. When he needed an operation, he down played the amount of daily alcohol he drank. After the operation, he went through the DTs and even suffered respiratory arrest.
The more I write about Dave's history, the more I realize how dementia started and it explains his behavior today. The highs and lows of his dementia is enough to make me crazy. One day he is so depressed, all he wants to do is sleep. He gets angry with me for forcing him out of bed. The next day he is looking for his pogo stick. ( figuratively speaking as my friend would say.)
And so I will try to write in the present from now on.
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