I went to visit dad yesterday. As usual he wasn’t very talkative and he snoozed through part of my visit. When it was time to go to lunch he got up and then decided he needed a warmer shirt even though we weren’t going outside. (It was 80 degrees in his room and 90 outside).
He looked around for a warm flannel shirt to put over his golf shirt. I pointed out there was one on the back of the chair he had been sleeping in. He picked it up and went to put his arm in the sleeve but he had the wrong arm there. He got this confused look on his face and then he turned it and tried again. Still it didn’t seem to be working.
Then he went to turn the shirt inside-out to get his arm in. At that point, I said I would help him and held it up so he could get his arm in. He got the shirt all the way on and then took his walker and we walked to the dining room.
As we walked down the hall to the dining area, I found myself wondering if his confusion stemmed from a progression of his Alzheimer’s disease or if it was because he just woke up from his nap.
It has been about 3 years since dad’s doctor told me that dad had a slow progression type of Alzheimer’s disease. He said it may never get worse than it was at that time, but that it could. I see dad 4 or more times each week so I generally don’t notice much change. But in the back of my mind there is always that fear that he will progress to the point where he won’t be able to stay in his assisted living facility any more.
I thought about looking again at the web page about the stages of Alzheimer’s disease. Then I decided not to. I hate to “pre-worry” about things if I don’t have to. I try to take things day by day and for the most part I have been successful. But every once in awhile I see dad experience confusion like this and I worry about the future.