The good news is that Mom still reacts positively to personal interaction with the staff at her memory care facility. The bad news is...

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

To paraphrase a quote attributed to Ben Franklin, nothing is certain except death and moving. These past two weeks have been emotionally...

We did it! We succeeded in persuading Mom to let us cut off her rings. This may seem like a small thing, but the thought and effort we...

I can’t decide which film I like best, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory or The Frisco Kid. There are others, of course, including...

Whenever I’m with my extended family at an event, I always feel torn between my sense of responsibility and my desire to enjoy myself....

Mom’s sister, my Auntie Barbara, is visiting from London. It is great to see her. She is a wild, funny, woman with strong opinions and a...

“Do you think we made Savta happy?” I asked my daughter, Liora, as we were returning from Netanya. (Savta is the Hebrew word for...

I recently heard a radio show about an Alzheimer’s patient, who, when unable to draw a clock as part of his doctor’s assessment, went...

Coming home from a trip abroad is like slipping into your most comfortable pair of shoes. It feels natural. It feels good. Today, one day...

There are so many of our body parts that are hidden from public view. I’m not talking about internal organs. I’m talking about our...

Early warnings of Mom’s Alzheimer’s were present long before she was diagnosed. There were always strange incidents where Mom seemed...

“I’ll be with the dead people.” “What?” I asked into the phone. “What did you say?” “I’ll be with the dead people,” repeated Mom. I...

When we were little, Mom would make us a crazy concoction of mashed bananas, sugar and milk to make us feel better. It didn’t matter what...

“I dream about you,” Mom says to me. We are sitting together on the couch in the living room. “Oh, really? What do you dream,” I ask. “I...