I know what you mean
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Oh so know what you mean! Not just the talking but the constant tapping of fingers on chair arm and t.v. never ever off. I so want quiet, so want no one here. And yet I have no one to talk to, how odd that is, I just want a normal conversation once in awhile. Not repeating, not just screaming inside. I wonder if this is why they say care givers are more likely to also have Alzheimer's. Our brains are fried.

I am totally with you. It is a constant mumbling and then the same question over and over again. And yes, the tapping of the fingers. I had never thought of that before. Now it is really going to drive me crazy. I also want a NORMAL conversation. Want to hear a real joke? I was asked to speak in church on Sunday on gracefully handling your trials and how I keep such a great attitude. All I can say to that is SHIT, SHIT, SHIT. Now how is that for a great attitude?
Sharon

Sharon... I'm laughing at SHITSHITSHIT ! I think that was my favorite chant when things got unbearable.

Everyone thinks we handle things so well because we slap a smile on our faces.. pull up the rest of the facade and greet the world.

Stinks.

yes yes yes totally with you. At first I couldn't get enough speech therapy for Ron now al I want is to not try to have my brain trying to decipher what is undecipherable...may brain flips out...

LOVE the SHITSHITSHIT...... We are up to our eyebrows in every form of it there is!

They need an on and off switch for sure!!! I hear mine in the bathroom!!! Hide!!! Shit Shit Shit! Shhhhhhh LOL

Jim is almost to the point of not talking at all and I really miss this. I sit with him each day and the quiet is deafening. I beg him to talk to me but he only smiles. I wish with all my heart that he could be talkative once again. Enjoy the chatter, because it too will go away and the quiet is truly awful.

OK, gotta pull up my big girl panties, put on my smiley face and do this once again. Hope how soon he will be well enough to come home.

Hang in there
Hugs

So hard we all look at it one way and dear Mary looks at it another way. Not to mention Jusy and Glenda who have lived a whole experience we know nothing about though we feel deeply for them. I agree with every comment here...thats the great thing about our group "we all get it" and can say it with no judgement. My only difference is insted of Shit,shit,shit.....i am usually saying Damn it, Damn it, Damn it and I really don't swear. I will say the shit,shit,shit is more apropo condsidering its double meaning:) LOL Sherri

This is my first post, but I've been following you folks for a bit. This one hit home because I am right now sitting here listening to my mom give a play by play of the activity out the window. And it's not accurate, because she isn't grasping the actual scene. But boy is her mind working to try to explain what she's seeing!! She's been doing this nearly 2 months now and it's driving me crazy. I know the silence can be difficult, too, because she went through that for a while, too. Hard to switch from the quiet phase to non stop and keep my sanity some days. She doesn't like tv or radio, so it's just her droning on and on and on..........

Boy do I hear you! I get soooo sick of that TV blaring away and always on TVland. I think he thinks it is the only channel we get. All those OLD OLD repeats that weren't any good to start with. This morning I went downstairs where he sleeps and said good morning to him through the bathroom door. he asked what day is this and I said Friday. He laughed and said he was getting ready for church because he thought it was Sunday. I mumble to myself all the time as I'm walking away to TRY to avoid yet another confrontation.
Shit Shit Shit.....sure has double meaning here. He is obsessed with pooping!

Boxer - I know ! Ron was a talky-talkerton. He rattled on and on his whole life. I used to kind of tune him out. So - it was so alarming when he began losing his words.. then finally last November no words came at all. Not a sound, or peep or moan. Total silence.

I missed his beautiful,deep, thick, chocolatey voice. When he spoke his last word(s) I didn't know it was the last words. Now ..I don't think I remember his voice. And, yes, the silence is deafening.

catepillar,

welcome to our little but growing band of members -of- the- club-we never- wanted -to-be-in. hopefully you too will find support and honesty and sanity saving friends here as we all have.

reading the posts about too much unintelligible/repetitive talk and
awful silence I am reminded of how many situations i this Alz land we are in has a damed-if-you-do-damned if-you-don't aspect to it.

There now I've gotten the damn in as well as the shit....my day is almost complete!

Had to laugh, I find myself saying, Oh God, Oh God. .
He doesn't do constant talking, but I say it about every other things.

OMG you gals are great! I am sitting here laughing and my hubby asks me what I am laughing at. Yes, he can still actually hold a conversation with me and I am very grateful for that. I know when he was accusing me of all kinds of crazy things I was thinking how nice it would be if he wasn't able to talk. I know it may happen since that is one thing you can be sure of with this horrid disease that nothing ever stays the same. I have been through the shadowing,restlessness, delusions, visual and auditory hallucinations and suicidal thoughts. Recent medication changes have helped and those behaviors have ceased......at least for now.

Shit, shit, shit was what my day was yesterday. Both he an I had a 24 hour bug and I cleaned him up several times yesterday. I have been dealing with incontinence issues for many years due to his neurogenic bowel and bladder. Funny how all that doesn't seem like such a big deal when he is doing well dementia wise.

I know exactly how you feel!
Boxermom, I believe that your husband is in his last stage of the illness. RIGHT?
I think that stage is probably better for both the care giver and the patient. They do not know what is going on in the last stage, and it is easier for them to cope, even if they can not talk or do anything. It is like being on pause. The worse is when they are trying to make sense of everything and everything is so confusing to them. This is the time for meds. The med make them progress faster, but it also helps them not think of what is really happening to them.
What does everyone think?