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I am thanking my friends for the wonderful comments I received on my last blog. They were full of the best advice, support and connection I have ever felt. Thank you.
It led me to understand that the quiet wisdom is the strongest. It is not always the professionals with clipboards. It is the not the loudest person in the room whose ego attends, rather than their soul. It comes from those who care enough to listen and are brave enough to share, thoughtfully, remembering who they are speaking with. In this world there is talk and then there is conversation. Huge difference.
The greatest gift you can give to yourself and others is to know yourself and take the extra mile in order to remain true.
For those that choose to ignore anyone who is sick because of their illness are only highlighting their lack of desire to stretch further than their own belts. I'm proud that I am not that type of person.
Off now for a date with my David, including strawberries, M&Ms and The New Yorker.…

I sit here at an absolute loss as to what to do. I've never had that in my life before. Somehow I've always known what to do or something happens that leads me to the next decision.
I've been called a control freak. I've been a professional event planner and theater director. I've always been the guide.

Right now though - and during one of the most important times of my life, I remain at a loss.

Today I was just about to visit David and the hospital phoned to say he now has an infection and it has caused some turbulent side effects. It is prudent not to visit today.
Every single thing I witness him going through is far worse than anything I saw with the Alzheimer's.
I was asked also to check something that had been written down about David, that during my last visit he ran down the corridor, lunging at me and wrapped his hands around my throat. Was this true? Well, its amazing that he ran down the corridor when they are telling me that he can't walk. Yet th…

Today in the local newspaper an article was featured regarding Alzheimer's patients not doing well while in a hospital.
My husband has been in a hospital since May 29th and every day I struggle with wondering whether he should be there or not. If a new treatment that he is undergoing works as effectively as we hope, then I will be saying that it has been a nightmare with a fantastic ending.
My problem is that I can't tell what is the Alzheimer's and what is the effect of the various medications.
David has always been sensitive to any medicine. Where I may need an elephant gun to get me down, a feather dart thrown by a baby would do it for David.
So now we have him not being able to walk, sleeping mostly and occasionally enduring weird episodes that have put him in a state of delirium. I'm told he was like this before he came to hospital, which is really frustrating seeing as I was the one living with him and I know he was not like this!

Here's the thing too, we as …