I've rarely been as tired as I was last night. Yesterday was move-in day for Gram in the Memory Care Facility.
Our morning started pleasantly...Gram woke up in a good mood. We had some clean up to do, and I gave her one last bath in my home. As she walked down the stairs to breakfast
Today is the last full day and night with Gram at our house. I thought it was starting good, as she was up and dressed when I woke up. I was wrong. When I came down after getting ready myself, my daughter met me on the steps and said "Gram is really acting crazy this
Today I'm in mourning.
The Gram that I have known and loved all of my life is changing. She's not gone...but dementia is slowly robbing her of who she is. We've reached the point where she can't live safely with us, and we've found a place for her to move. She will be safe there. She