I was thinking about a long life while I saw my mother.
When she went into the hospital, she was anxious of cost. How she told she was tired of hospital and she’d like to go back to her hometown. She doesn’t remember her home. As she always worried about money, she probably feel happier.
She likes expensive clothes. She has bought lots of clothes by credit cards and worried how she could pay debt.
Now she can’t do anything by herself and I and my sister worry how we pay for her nursing care cost.
Today I got up about seven. My body temperature was 37 degrees.
I’m anxious of my mother. I’m looking for a nursing house but first of all, I have to apply her nursing care insurance. Last night I quarreled with my sister about our mother.
She said, “I don’t have enough money!!!”
Do we have to quarrel each other till our mother will pass away?
Last night I had fever and went to bed early.
Now I have 38.8 degree.
Today I got up at six.
After I recognized my mother had dementia, I feel my life has changed. Probably I have to have family-care leave and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to see my mother without hurting dignity of her.
Today I got up at six.
Yesterday I and my sister visited at our mother’s house and picked up garbage in rooms. She lived in a hoarding house. She was originally poor at cleaning up house. Now we have to think about her future.
Today I got up at six without alarm clock. In a dream I traveled with someone, who was my acquaintance but I don’t remember his feature.
I’d like to support my mother because she can’t live alone. I’d like to give her happy life. It needs money to realize my dream.
Last night I had a bad cough and went to bed at eight thirty. Today I got up at five thirty. I still have a cough but I’m getting better than yesterday.
As I cleaned up my room, I feel my room is acomfortable. My mother’s rooms were jammed with garbage. Is it because of dementia?
I didn’t expect myself I could continue miracle Morning for twenty days.
Yesterday I cleaned up my living room. I’ve got satisfied with my house.
I’d like to live with someone. I don’t like to talk to myself all day after my retirement. I’d like to enjoy my life. I’d like to help others.
I’m not sure I develop the habit of getting up early but I could got up at six without alarm clock this Sunday.
I’m thinking why people with dementia be alienated from society.
They wander around the town. Probably they are going to work though they have already retired.
They are going to go home in their hometown.
Do they have to be segregated from society? Are they really useless for society?
Today I got up at quarter to six.
I couldn’t sleep well last night. Yesterday I got a phone call from the police and heard my mother went to a hospital by ambulance. She didn’t hurt herself but she called her sister’s name to me when she saw me.
She had . I’ve got shocked and I didn’t have any good ideas about future.