Showing posts with label Wow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wow. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Dementia ... plus Urinary Tract Infection ... plus Dehydration

I haven't been writing lately like normal, but ... I will. Skip's been very sick ... I had to share from what because it will make you think ... if someone older, elderly suddenly becomes dementia-like and they aren't. Dehydration!
I didn't realize that one of the first things checked on an elderly person is taking a urine specimen ... to see if they have a urinary tract infection. It can make your elderly loved-one suddenly exhibit dementia-like symptoms. Skip wasn't acting like himself and I couldn't understand.
They are dehydrated and have bacteria in their urinary tract. I'm not going to risk sounding like a 'know-it-all' so, Google .... urinary tract infection and dementia in the elderly, dehydration.
You will always remember this ... who knows you might 'save' a elderly loved one that's thought to have dementia all of a sudden. This isn't so with real dementia now.
Google, and read, read, read. Talk to the nurses, doctors you know and gather your own facts just as I have.
I just want everyone who reads ME ... to know. It can make a difference in someone's life. This is one of those very important things we all wish we knew ... something seemingly simple ... do such terrible things.


Wednesday, December 19, 2018

I Met My Granddaughter December 2018 ...


December 08, 2018 ... was a big day for Skip and I.  We got to meet Tommy's daughter for the first time since she was a little girl ... she is now 18.

I can't believe she looked for me or knew who I was or where I was.  I should have known she'd be a lot like Tommy and I ... if we want to find something we could.  I'm honored.

I was faced with a dilemma ... I didn't know how to act.  I don't know how to be a grandmother.  It's okay now ... because all I have to do is act like Me.  She loves having unconventional grandmothers ... now, she has two.

Photos below are of her, Tommy (my son, her father) and me.  I keep looking hoping to find they resemble me in some way.  Tommy's gone and my granddaughter and grandson are the very closest kin I have ... amazing ... we share the same blood.  She is my closest kin living (and my grandson).

Everyone hopes to find something of themselves in the people related closest to them ... I want that very much.  I think I see resemblance ... but, I may be hoping so much to.

The photos of her are with Tommy sitting on keyboard, and one alone on the keyboard.  I am putting photos here of me ... to have a place to look, compare how much my son, granddaughter favors me.

If you want to comment I would love to know what your eyes see.  It would mean a lot to me.  I placed my granddaughter's and son's photos all through so you can compare.


Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee for Taban/aka GG for McKenzie). All photos are owned by me ... Gloria Faye Brown Bates.















Sunday, August 2, 2015

I Saw Grief In a Father's Eyes Today

I Saw Grief In a Father's Eyes Today
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/@GeeGranny on Twitter







Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee ... I met up with pure, raw grief today ... it affected me deeply.  I am walking on this road ... I haven't met up with anyone else before ... whose child has died.







Today Skip and I met up with an old friend of his.  We haven't seen him for years.


We told him that Tommy had died, and I saw pain instantly appear in his eyes.  His son died just months before Tommy died.  I saw the grief in his eyes, on his face.


I could tell the grief made it almost impossible for him to speak.  I knew how he felt ... I'm on that same road in my life.  I didn't press him to talk ... I told him I was so sorry from my Heart.  His son was only 36 years old.


I could almost 'see' the grief ... I looked at him ... I sensed his mind was so full of unspoken grief.  It didn't feel good looking at him ... I sensed he hasn't come as far as I have in coping.  Actually, it hurt me to look at him.


I know no other way of describing what I saw, and what I sensed.  He wasn't the same person I remember.  The light was gone that always seemed to be in him years ago.


His eyes were so ... full of pain.  I saw what people must have seen in my eyes ... gracious.  It hurts me at this moment thinking about his eyes.  I saw raw grief in a father's eyes today.








Author's Note:  Photo/true account of how meeting up with pure/raw grief today affected me ... owned, written by me ... Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.  My Heart feels so sad for that father.