When Alzheimer's Moves In

My poor friend. She is caught between a rock and a hard place. Her son frets that the situation will never end and his grandmother will simply move in. My friend spends hours reassuring her son that he is still loved, still as important as he ever was and still the center of her life. Yet, she has to broker peace between Mark and Janet on an almost daily basis, to the point where she now looks and sounds shattered.

There are no quick fixes or easy answers to a situation like this. In many ways it represents a microcosm of society. Each day a new set of challenges will be thrown up and have to be managed. I'm just pleased that I can offer an ear, a hug and a cup of tea to my friend. From what she says, it does her a world of good.