I am nearly deaf and going blind
But the worse thing to loose, is my mind
I hear noises but no one else can
But I am still a person, I am still a man
I wander the streets at night, so I am told
I am the grand old age of 92 years old
I get mixed up and confused all the time
I think I am going out of my mind
The worse thing in life is when the memory goes
Where its gone to no one knows
Day or night, its all the same to me
Because I am in my own little world you see.
I have had my doubts and many fears
And yes I have shed plenty of tears
I have prayed to god to make it right
And hope dad will sleep right through the night
He is a good dad, one of the best
I know one day his mind will be at rest.
(C) R. Rolls
THE STRESS PILLOW
I clench my fist, and hit the air
Why does life seem so unfair
When i am distressed, i feel like willow
I go up stairs, and thump the pillow
I give it a punch...one..two..three
I cry until i can not see
I punch it so hard it falls on the floor
So i give it a kick, and thump it some more
It makes me feel better, it is the best
To relieve my frustration and all of my stress
I do this daily...several times in fact
Until i am calm and back on track
I take a deep breath! and let out a sigh
and i always ask the question !Why..
I now pat the pillow...lay it back down
I do feel better ...new strength i have found
I now feel i could walk a mile
and i leave the room, with a smile
If you know of any one who is having
memory problems it may be of help
for you to contact the alzheimers
They have given me so much support and help with
problems I have had with my dad.
They are a charitable organization, and
they rely on the many wonderful volunteers.
The majority of these volunteers have all
gone through a similar experience of caring
loved one that has had memory problems.
They understand and give support,
my local branch of alzheimers society has
a rest awhile room, where you
can leave your partner or parent in their safe
keeping while you can
have some time for your self.
Since I have been taking my dad there it
has given a lot more stimulation,he plays dominoes every week,
enjoys, the company of others,
they go on outings in the summer.
forward to going there as much as my dad does,
there is always someone
that can help you
with any problems that you might have. I bless the
day I picked up the phone to alzheimers,
I have not looked back since.
If you would like any more information
then you might be interested in the
Alzheimers Disease Society
its full of information about
help for carers, and answers questions people ask.
He was a child before we where born
Now he is helpless, old and forlorn,
He was a husband, long years ago
He walked with his wife, their cheeks all aglow,
His wife was a mother, she had babes at her breast,
Caring for others, and giving her best,
He was a man salute him for this
Now he is withered, and harder to kiss,
Speak to him gently, and nurse him with pride
Now as he waits to sail with the tide.
Ours are the last hands he'll ever hold
Let him know love now that he is old.
My forgetter's getting better,
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke
For when I'm "here" I'm wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!
Oft times I walk into a room,
Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero, is my score.
At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Is, generally, me!
When shopping I may see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, "who was that?"
Yes, my forgetter's getting better
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.
Can you relate???
This Midi music is used with permission
From(c) Margi Harell.if you want to use her music
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