This blog was recenlty published on the Alzheimer's Association website. Chanukah has always been a symbol of finding light within the...

I’m going to call Mom’s care facility soon to request an appointment to visit with her. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. I do get...

There is no reasoning with Alzheimer's. Nor is there an ability to recognize an authority figure who may be acting on your behalf.

I was having a lovely time laughing and singing with Mom today. Most of what we talked about was nonsense, but she was in a relatively...

Twice now in the space of a few weeks, we’ve been handed a pair of Mom’s summer pants with a big rip on the left hand side. The tear is...

It happened unexpectedly, a feeling I did not anticipate, a depression as I walked away from Mom’s residence. For the first time in a...

Sometimes there are large billboards on the side of the road that seem to scream out at you as you drive by. I felt I was passing one...

I was proud of myself today for bringing Mom home from the mall with absolutely no displays of anger. It was an intense effort to be with...

There is always a certain risk involved in taking Mom to the mall. She may not be able to shed her angry morning voice, she may run...

We are at a crossroads. Should we give Mom anti psychotic medication to combat her hostility and irrational behavior (i.e.,...

I lost my temper out of frustration this week. Mom had taken my coat and wouldn’t give it back. The moment I yelled at her, though, I...

I don’t have patience for this, I thought as I listened to the woman on the phone. As part of my job, I sometimes answer a hotline for...

They’re he-ere! I can’t quite believe it. All the planning and agonizing has finally come to fruition. My parents are now officially my...

What must it seem like to outsiders—that foul mouth, the anger, the obstinacy? Yes, it’s embarrassing to hear Mom lash out verbally at...

A dear friend posted a video on my Facebook page of a woman with Alzheimer’s describing the disease and how it affects her. Imagine, she...

“Mom has been very belligerent this morning,” Daddy told me on the phone. I was on the last leg of my journey to their apartment, having...

The day my brother Simon left, Mom threw a temper tantrum when she and my dad were out enjoying an afternoon stroll. She used the foulest...

We took Simon out to a fancy restaurant to celebrate his impending 50th birthday. We had a laugh-filled evening, despite it being harder...

Why don’t any of the Alzheimer’s books or websites prepare you for the rage? Or your helplessness and guilt when you can’t defuse it?...

I feel like I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole into an Alzheimer’s version of Naomi in Wonderland. My dad flew to Miami two days ago, and I...