Starved for affection/attention
I feel like I am not married anymore.
When I read about what others are experiencing, I remind myself to be grateful, then quickly wallow in self-pity again (but I am taking action and utilizing resources!).
I am experiencing grief over a loss for a person (my husband) who is still here, and still high-functioning in some ways.
It's soul-crushing to not receive the human touch that we all need, when my loved one is right next to me.
When he was first diagnosed I would ask for affection and let him know I have needs; seems like a waste of time now.
I am not just talking about the behind-closed-doors intimacy, but the little things couples usually share like holding hands, a special look and smile.
I asked my husband for a hug today to see what would happen. He started laughing, but did give me a hug that set a record for brevity. Affection and touch seem to make him uncomfortable now. Before this diagnosis I just thought we were having trouble in our marriage.
Coping strategies, counseling, chatting with friends and loved ones only goes so far.
At the end of the day I'm left feeling lonely in my marriage, and feeling like I just have a friendly roommate now.
Heavy sigh..
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Oh GloRo, I wish you lived next door! Your wisdom and clear-sightedness always right my ship, so to speak. Feeling sorry for ourselves is so counterproductive. My husband occasionally will say, very seriously, 'you're keeping me alive' , and I always answer 'yes I am' and that's the reminder to me that this isn't a job, it's a promise I've made to myself: to clear the nails from the road ahead with humor and compassion. Thanks for your pep talks!
I know that feeling, too. It is difficult to reconcile the person he is, now, with the person he was. How long has he been affected?
One year now.
My husband was diagnosed in 1999. He also has a traumatic brain injury & spine trauma from a car accident. There are days when he sleeps 24 hr. That gets lonely. We recently moved into an apartment & are meeting new folks. That combined with hobbies keep me busy so that the loneliness isn’t as bad. It doesn’t replace those special moments… I’m seeing a therapist to help me adjust; it does help.
I think we should one day have a weekend retreat so we can all meet each other in person and I can give you all a long hug and thank you for saving my mind of emotions since I found this website! And Gloro, you are my heroine, I wish I lived next door too! God Bless us all!!!
I really am so grateful for this group. It seems to me that one of the things we caregivers deal with is loneliness. I’m 73, as is my hubby who was recently diagnosed with MCI. I long for adult conversation. Not circular arguments and total misunderstandings. Just good old conversation. I find myself getting quite depressed.
So, I make things for charity. I’ve sewn dog beds, knitted cat beds and dog jerseys. Not that I’m very good mind. I’ve just hooked up with my local fire station and they are happy to take soft toys which I intend to make. Dual purpose I’m using up all my scraps. My closets are now almost tidy. I guess I’m trying to say that you have to find some time “away” to be able to deal.
Not knowing a spouse is typical of ALZ sadly. My husband has 27..yes, 27 photo albums of our lives with all pictures labeled. He even made a special piece of furniture to hold them. I thought looking at the albums might trigger some memories for him. He recognized himself, but asked me, "What are you doing there? How funny you are in the same pictures with me." That wasn't the response I had hoped for. He is comfortable with my being with him, but really has no idea of our relationship. I'm a friendly caretaker, housekeeper and nothing more.
I danced with my wife more in her last two months then all the other years combined.
It called the gaits walts. Thankful for that. God I miss her.
It will be a year in a few days.
Jeff, that is a lovely, if sometimes painful, memory. I love the phrase Gait Waltz. Did you dance to a particular kind of music?
Usually didn't have music. The reason I called it the gait walts is because I had gait belt on her so when we changed positions that was our dance. That was our couple times or intimate time.