Some time ago my daughter Claire, tried
to explain to our wonderful Grandchildren that I had Lewy Body Dementia, and
thought the easiest way was to say that I had old timers illness, which sounded
lovely. I found it hard when the children would treat me with kid gloves at
times,but it was Claire's way of protecting me at times.
Last Monday we travelled down to London
where we stayed over in a hotel for a night, before going to a meeting about
Dementia. After this we headed off to our daughters in Farnborough in Hampshire
where we stayed till Saturday.
During the week we walked to school
with one Grandchild or the other as both girls are in different schools, but it
was so nice when they hang on to your hand and talk to you and confess that at
times it was very hard to take as I was starting to get emotional.
On the Thursday Claire had to take one
daughter straight into town from school, to get her feet measured, and as
things were going to be tight, and my wife was needed to keep an eye on the
grandson who is the youngest and gets into everything.
So she asked if I would be alright going up to the school to pick up the youngest from the primary school which is about 1 1/2 miles away.
So she asked if I would be alright going up to the school to pick up the youngest from the primary school which is about 1 1/2 miles away.
I have walked this route on may
occasions, and enjoy the walk, as it is relaxing, so I agreed to do it.
Having got to the school, I waited as
everyone came out, and the teacher looked at me and asked who I was waiting
for, and I explained. I had seen my grand daughter wandering round the
classroom, but she was in her own little world, and perhaps because she had not
seen her mum she did not come out.
She asked where everyone was and I
explained and said that we were walking home. On the way I asked what she had
been doing at school and whether she had enjoyed herself. She was quiet at
first, but then started talking about spellings, and how she sometimes gets
things wrong or spelt the wrong way, as some words sound differently to the way
they are spelt.
I said that I loved spelling when I was at school, but these days I can not always remember how words are spelt( and without spell check I would not be doing this, although sometimes spell check can not fathom out the words I am trying to spell) so I am stuck.
I said that I loved spelling when I was at school, but these days I can not always remember how words are spelt( and without spell check I would not be doing this, although sometimes spell check can not fathom out the words I am trying to spell) so I am stuck.
She looked up at me and said. But
Grampy you have an excuse as you have old timers?
I confess that I was taken back by this
and felt very tearful as this little girl of five had remembered this, and I
felt very humbled that she was being so thoughtful in what she said, and for
someone 5 year old that takes some imagination.
We had a long talk going home, and
after she had changed out of her school uniform, she came back downstairs and
started talking again, sounding so old for her age. As Claire has said on many
occasions she is 5 year old, yet there are times she sounds more like 35.
I had trouble trying to explain this to
my wife and Claire, because I was still close to tears, the effect had been
something I had never expected, as it was so spontaneous.
So it proves that children can
understand more about this illness that we accept, and possible think more
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I always say that we may have this illness, but we are all so different.
This is my own daily problems, but I would gladly share anyone elses, if they send them in,