There is no reasoning with Alzheimer's. Nor is there an ability to recognize an authority figure who may be acting on your behalf.

What lengths should we go to keep our loved ones safe? What are the limits of kindness? I locked Mom in her house today. This after Mom attacked me. I am still trying to process our physical scuffle. I thought we were being cruel by administering her anti psychotic meds. It made her drowsy and slow, reduced her gait to a shuffle, and seemed to fuel her delusional ramblings. Now, after reducing the dose to the minimum, I see how much she needs it. Yes, without it she has more

“Look how blue the sky is!” Mom commented as we sat in the sun drinking our coffee. I’d been prepared to find Mom angry and out of sorts. Daddy had told me that she’d verbally abused him. She doesn’t like it when she’s reminded to do things like brush her teeth or wear pajamas to bed (instead of the clothes she’s worn all day). When you ask why she’s yelling and cursing, she vehemently denies these incidents, these jagged shifts in mood that seem to come and go without warnin