I am discovering that successfully getting over a couple of hurdles doesn’t mean that the challenges are over. I am still feeling anxious even after last week’s visit with the nurse and Wednesday’s first visit with the sitter. Today is the first day that I plan to leave Kate with a new sitter who comes at 1:00. I plan to show her around the house and try to set the stage for both of them. I want Kate to be able to continue doing what she normally does at home, pull leaves, work on her iPad, or rest. Since Brittany will be there 4 hours, this will be a bigger challenge for Kate than she is accustomed to. When I am there for a 4-hour period, she might pull leaves for an hour, take a shower and change clothes, and then be ready to get out of the house. I may give Brittany $20 and ask her to take Kate to Panera if she would like to go. That could make it easier for Kate, not only in breaking up the day but also gaining a better comfort level being with Brittany.
Until now, I had always thought that Kate might be especially resistant to being at Panera with a caregiver, but she seems less bothered by things than in the past. The positives could outweigh the negative.
I have tried to analyze why I am feeling so anxious which is not a characteristic of my personality. I believe there are two things that account for it. First, I have worked hard and have derived pleasure out of trying to make Kate’s life run as smoothly as possible. I believe I have done a good job of that, and it is difficult for me to believe that a stranger can come in and be as attentive. In connection with that, I don’t want Kate to experience any difficulty knowing that a stranger is now there to handle things I would have done. In other words, I feel anxious simply with leaving her in the hands of somebody else and also about Kate’s reaction to my leaving.
The second thing that is affecting me is the more ominous one of being a sign of a bigger change in our lives. I have tried to spend as much time as I could with her since her diagnosis while at the same time maintaining many of the activities that also give me a sense of fulfillment. Now Kate is forgetting lots of things that were significant to her in the past. Just this week, she asked me where our son lives. I told her Lubbock, and she gave her usual response, “I knew that.” She really does, but those things slip away so easily now. She followed that by confusing it with Knoxville.
This is to say I feel her slipping away more clearly now than in the past. There are almost daily incidences that let me know just how far along she is. In the past, I have wanted to take advantage of every moment with her. Now those moments become even more precious, but I am facing the reality that there isn’t anything I can do to stop this progress/decline. The only thing I can do is to try to hang on to each remaining aspect of our relationship; therefore, leaving her with someone else for 4 hours a day 3 days a week is tough.
To be truthful, whether or not I have a caregiver for Kate does not change her prognosis. I know that she will still slip away regardless of what I do. I believe I have maintained a very rational outlook toward Kate’s illness. That has carried me a long way. As the readers of this journal know, I have had periodic low points in the past. The one I feel now is not unexpected, and I believe it is appropriate. I am not going to wallow in it, but I can’t deny it either. I would be horribly dishonest if I did. Above all, I have wanted this to be an account of our real experiences and not a work of fiction. At least to me, the reality of our situation has never been more vivid, and I know it will only get worse.
