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Sappy Stories From Arkansas And Alzheimer’s Question

Sappy Stories And Alzheimer’s Question For You

Hey Guys. I just realized when starting this post that it’s been over a year since I gave you an update on my Mom and Dad. I did mention the first of February that my 87 year old Dad had emergency surgery for a ruptured appendix, but nothing about family since then. After my first post about Alzheimer’s I realized it is a disease that touches many of you too. The feedback I got from you guys was touching and in some cases heartbreaking.

I have a question for any of you who have a relative with  Alzheimer’s . But we’ll get to that later. I will probably stumble my way through the post. It’s hard for me to write personal stuff especially when it involves other people. I filmed a short video of the snowfall we had while I was visiting. It’s at the bottom of the post if you would like to view it.

My Dad and Sappy Stories From Arkansas

Dad was in the hospital for 11 days in February after they removed his appendix. The Dr. said it had been ruptured for several days. We were in Florida when I got the call about the emergency surgery and how it was going to be touch and go.

I don’t mind telling you that I was terrified during the whole thing. That was the longest ride of my life from Florida to Arkansas while he was undergoing surgery. His recovery is just one of the many things I’m thankful for this year. His surgeon was great and she said Dad was responsible for some of her gray hairs.

We convinced Dad after much talking to go to the nursing home for rehab after leaving the hospital. He was in the same nursing home as Mom.

We had some ups and downs in the nursing home with medications and dosages but he did fine and only stayed in about 3 weeks. He was doing great when he came home only to come down with Shingles.My poor dad, what else can happen.

Dad at the Old Owen Cemetery in Griffith Springs Community Arkansas

It has been a long few months but Dad is finally getting his strength back. There were many conversations with Doctors, nurses, pharmacists, and family members, about medications.

No one in our family is a Doctor but we learned a lot and we learned to question the Doctors when we thought something should be checked or a medication might need to be changed.

I told my sister I’m giving up my Doctor’s license. How do we know if we are making the right decisions. So far things are improving so I’m done with the medications debate.I have a great appreciation for caregivers and a sad heart for people who have no one to ask questions for them. Alzheimer's story , small angel statue at Old Owen Cemetery Griffith Springs Community Arkansas

I’ve been spending a lot of time in Arkansas. When Dad feels like it we take rides to the Old Owen Cemetery. He tells me stories of relatives who passed away before I was born or who died when I was too young to remember them. I love hearing the stories and I’m so glad I have the time to spend with him.

William K. Owen Headstone Old Owen Cemetery Arkansas

Dad and I hang out with relatives, visit friends at the new assisted living place in Star City, and do a lot of eating….either I cook or we go out to eat. Dad loves to socialize so we go out to eat a lot, mostly at lunch time.

small tomato plants in garden

I still make a banana cake every single time I go to Arkansas. And usually peanut butter cookies. When I get a chance I make goodies for the staff at the nursing home.

Mom is still doing the same. She is eating better now than she did when she was at home and has actually gained 3 or 4 pounds this past year. She sits in her chair all day and only gets up with assistance when she needs to go the bathroom. She sleeps a lot and watches TV. When a singing group comes to the nursing home she loves to listen to the music.

She doesn’t communicate well but sometimes we can piece together what she is trying to say. We laugh a lot and a silly sometimes, but you have to be.

Dad goes to visit Mom twice a day and always feeds her supper at night. Now that it gets dark early I think we have convinced him not to go out at night. It is about a 15 minute drive each way to the nursing home.

We really appreciate the nursing home staff and their dedication. There are usually hugs all around when we go in to visit. We have become friends with many of the patients and sadly we have seen many of them go. Miss Lottie, the 107 year old resident, passed away this year. She was such a hoot and at her age could still wheel herself around in the wheelchair.

My Dad uses Snowmen as Scarecrows in his Arkansas garden

My brother and sister were in charge of the garden again this year. I know Dad just shook his head every time he looked at that garden. Grass everywhere. Did you notice we have Snowmen Scarecrows, hahahaha. That was Dad’s idea. He pulled them out of the storage shed. Hey, we need some laughs.

Alzheimer's story , Sunflowers in Dad's garden Arkansas

I was in Arkansas when it was time to plant the tomatoes, peppers, okra, and a few more things. I wasn’t there to plant the sunflowers this year so my sister Stacey did.

my job of picking okra in the garden

I had to pick the okra several times while Stacey was on one of her many vacations.

Stacey packing okra in a canning jar for pickled okra

She made me get in on one of the okra pickling marathons. This is Stacey stuffing the okra in the canning jars.

Stacey's Pickled Okra

Stacey really enjoys canning and freezing the vegetables and working in the garden. That’s not me. When Dad is trying to be funny (meaning sarcastic) he says, referring to me “You have farming in your blood”. Very funny Dad.

my grandparents home in Arkansas built in 1947

I wrote a story about my Grandparents home 2 years ago (gosh time goes fast). The house belongs to my cousin’s son now and my cousin just recently had it remodeled. The photo above is one I took two years ago.

my grandparents homeplace after the remodel

This is how the house looks after the remodel. My cousin kept as much of the original structure as she could. They painted over the asbestos shingles and I love the color. It is certainly different from the original look.

Grandparents house being remodeled

The house was built in 1947 and I enjoyed hearing Dad tell about building the house. He was 17 when they built the house.

my Dad looking at the remodel job of his parents home

The original walls had been covered with sheet rock and paneling over the years. All of that was ripped out along with carpet and layers of old linoleum. At one time there was a termite infestation in one small corner of the house. The damage was done years ago and there are no termites now.

I took pictures of the remodel every trip I made to Arkansas. I have a ton, but I want share them all. You’re welcome.

remodeling my grandparents home

house before and during remodeling

The house has shiplap, real shiplap. Dad says he remembers cutting the boards. The house had high ceilings but in most of the rooms drop ceilings had been put in at one time or another. All of the drop ceilings were removed.

original shiplap

Real shiplap on the walls and real wood floors. My cousin kept the shiplap walls that weren’t damaged. She painted some of the shiplap walls and left some of them natural.

painted shiplap

I love all of her color selections.

sliding door

Sliding door for the laundry room made with one of the original doors from the house. I have a few doors from the house but don’t know what I’m going to do with them.

Dad looking at new house construction

This is a picture of a new house going up, my nephews house. Dad is looking it over. He’s glad his grandson and family will be living within a mile of him. Another of his grandsons just built a house 2 miles from Dad in the opposite direction.

Dad with his grandson and great grandson

One last photo of Dad with grandson and great grandson.

There are so many things I’m thankful for this year; thankful that my Dad is still here and we get to spend time together. thankful that Mom is being well taken care of, thankful for the caregivers at the nursing home and Hospice, thankful for my brother and sister who see about Mom and Dad on a daily basis, thankful for my husband who supports me in anything I do, thankful for my kids and grandkids…

I’m thankful for you guys. Thanks for reading my stories and commenting on my projects. Now I have a question for those of you who have a relative with Alzheimer’s.

How do you feel about genetic testing to see if you carry one or more of the genes or variants that indicate you might have a chance of getting Alzheimer’s? Would you have the test? Have you had the test? I keep going back and forth. At first it was a definite no, then I decided I might have it done, now I’m at a definite no again.

I read articles on Alzheimer’s all the time and I copied this from an article I found online…..Genetic testing can be difficult emotionally, not provide conclusive results and cause practical difficulties. That says it all.

To read our Alzheimer’s and Arkansas stories from the beginning start here….Getting Personal.

We had our first snowfall in Arkansas while I was visiting. It was a pretty snow for November. always thanks for being here. Please share your stories with me. Happy Thanksgiving, Kathy

Kathy Owen founder of Petticoat Junktion
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Author: Kathy Owen
Kathy Owen is the founder of the home decor blog Petticoat Junktion where she shares tutorials on painting furniture and upcycling thrifty finds into unique home décor. Her DIY projects have been featured on the Home Depot Blog, Plaid Crafts, Behr Designer Series, and in numerous magazines. Kathy’s newest website is HappyHomeDIY.com

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  1. Thank you for sharing your mother’s Alzheimer’s story. My mom had dementia for about 15 years before she passed away from congestive heart disease; she was 96. As with your mom, she became very choosy about her diet, reverting back, it seemed, to the way children are specific about what they don’t want to eat. I was born in Crossett, Arkansas and have visited there throughout my life to visit family.

  2. Hi Leigh, I don’t have dates on my posts. I wrote this post in November of 2018. Such a sweet story about your dog and the nursing home residents. I’m so sorry for the loss of your Mom. I know what you went through because the same thing happened to my Mom and to us. Mom got Covid in the nursing home and passed away in December 2020. The whole situation was sad with the hospitals and nursing home being closed to Family. It changed a lot of people’s lives and like you I feel more people would have lived through the time if allowed to see their relatives. My Dad had Covid the same month Mom passed away and was in the hospital for 17 days and we couldn’t see him. At the age of 90 he was totally lost and confused. He is still living on the farm in Arkansas and doing well except for short term memory loss. Thanks for your comment, Kathy

  3. Just curious Kathy am I missing the date of publication on your posts? Just wondering…

    My grandmother, my precious Mimi as I called her, passed away two years ago from issues related to Alzheimer’s Disease. She was actually doing fairly well in the nursing home in Hot Springs and I would take my puppr down there to see her fairly often and all the residents loved my dog too. But especially Mimi. Or “The Mims” as I affectionately called her. Anyway, when the pandemic started, we were not allowed to go inside and she was used to seeing my mom daily who lives one mile from the nursing home and used to seeing me at least twice a month as I live south of Little Rock. Anyway, once the pandemic started and we were no longer allowed in at first, she decompensated quickly. Yes, eventually we were allowed to wave from the window of the center but by that point she had changed so much and was almost unrecognizable. Ultimately the disease progressed but I still believe she might be alive if the pandemic hadn’t cut her off from us. So very sad. Anyway I know she’s dancing with Jesus now and awaits my arrival to rejoice in how glorious heaven is!

  4. I wouldn’t want the DNA test to check if I had the markers. Alzheimer’s is a terrible, awful disease and as of now there is no real treatment available, though there’s a lot of research going on. I think the test would add a lot of unnecessary angst and worry to one’s life because just having a genetic marker doesn’t mean that gene will be expressed. They’re now looking at certain infections that may trigger Alzheimer’s. Since the DNA test doesn’t say for sure that you are going to get the disease and since there’s no real treatment, why add additional worries to your life when there’s nothing to be done about it? There’s just no benefit from knowing.

  5. Kathy, I recently was involved in telling a friend’s daughter that I think she (my friend) had a problem. The daughter lives 5 hours away and didn’t notice anything wrong over the phone during times she spoke with her mom. When I asked my friend to meet me at the post office and she didn’t know what I meant, I knew there was a problem. Thankfully the daughter acted on my call immediately and now she is caring for her mom at her home in Beaumont. Sadly, after over a year,, they are still in a FEMA trailer after Harvey. But her mom has been properly diagnosed and is now getting the care she needs. The daughter recently mentioned that they were getting the dna testing done. I think it’s like the question, if you could know the time of your death, would you want to know? Different reasons for “yes” or “no.” As far as Alzheimers goes, I think you would be able to prepare for it better if you knew. Especially if, like me, you have no children who could help with everything. A family friend died after complications with Alzheimers, and a friend’s husband died with Lewy Body Dementia. She took care of him as long as she could and has just completed a book about the experience. It’s a horrible thing. I pray one day there is a cure. God’s blessings on you all.

  6. Kathy, one of the things to understand is that there are many forms of dementia and most people, even doctors, refer to all forms as Alzheimers, because that is a term most people recognize. Many people will develop dementia, especially in the later stages of life, and, depending on the root cause, the behavior and symptoms that are manifested can be different. Both of my parents were diagnosed with “Alzheimers.” My dad was in his late 80’s when he was diagnosed, so his was most likely a form of dementia caused by circulatory issues. My mother was in her early 80’s and was diagnosed after a severe stroke, so the onset was very sudden. Probably neither was true Alzheimer’s. I say all this just to point out that genetic testing for Alzheimer’s may give one a false sense of security if the test is negative. Also, the rate of progression is different for each individual so just knowing that one is susceptible cannot give a true picture of what to expect.

  7. Thank you for your update of your Dad and Mom. You are fortunate to be able to spend time with them. It’s good that your Mom is in a facility where they are taking care of her. I don’t have anyone in our family with Alzheimer’s/Dementia but I know it is horrendous in many ways and also for the caregivers. As many have stated if there was a cure then it would be good to know otherwise it is something else to worry about. Most people are aware of the signs. We can hope for the best.

  8. Thank you for sharing. My brother has Alzheimer’s. Now, I was skinny forever and then gained weight due to several factors. I hadn’t seen my brother for awhile and went to Wendy’s to have lunch. The first thing he said “Sharon, you are fat”. Well, we all laughed because he could only remember me being skinny. My sister-in-law is very knowledgeable concerning Alzheimer’s and is involved in chapters looking in to how to manage this disease. My brother is still at home; she takes such wonderful care of him. He is 84. One of the vitamins he is on has really helped him. Oh, I called to their home one day and said, tell Rita I called. Well, he said, “Sis, you know I won’t remember this when I hang up the phone”. I only tell you this because the disease pretty much stays the same and we have to have a good laugh occasionally. Blessings to you and your family and thanks for all the writing you do!!

  9. What a nice post. You are so lucky-my cousin sold the house our Grandfather was born in in the 1800’s. His Grandfather homesteaded that property in the 1850’s. I’m the last of that blood line living on the original property. (sigh) Wounded. Love the wood all over the house and it looks beautiful. I hope you family keeps the house and its surrounds for many years.

  10. Kathy, so glad that your Dad is doing so well and enjoying all his family. i so appreciate your sharing your AR life with the farming. i grew up just south of LR & miss all the gardening my Dad and his Brothers did. there is nothing like fresh produce!! And the gardens look good!, esp w/ the snow crow! my thoughts and prayers hugs continue to you and yours. one thought on your Dad’s stories – how you ever recorded him telling the family stories? i would love to have any recordings of my parents voices, much less telling their stories. take care, CC

  11. Excellent job updating your family story. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. You are so fortunate to have so much family. And, family living close to enhance your mother and fathers life as they age and also alleviate some of your concerns.

  12. So glad your dad is thriving inspite of his setbacks. I am a caregiver for my dad who has Alzheimer’s, in Arkansas! My thoughts on testing are not to do it. I’m not sure of the benefits of testing. I think the treatment course would be the same and we all know the early signs. I’m such a planner in every other area of life but I don’t think this info would help me. I think I would just worry about something I can’t control. Meanwhile, I’ll do my best for Dad and try to keep myself mentally healthy. It’s a tough choice. Do what feels right for you.

  13. Kathy – I salute your honest, tender and poignant tale of family. It takes a lot of courage to do what you did.

    My grandmother, mother and her two sisters all had Alzheimer’s – or something that was given a label of Alzheimer’s – how they decide whether to call it dementia, confusion or Alzheimer’s I don’t know. To me, the process of diagnosis and differentiation appears to be highly questionable and the basis of it flawed. But, seeing all four of my close relatives with supposed Alzheimer’s, I have always thought it made it more likely that I’d get it too, as being next in the female line.

    Then my daughter got one of these dna ancestry tests done, and that showed up the Alzheimer’s gene on my side of the family. She told me without my asking or even being aware that she had this information. I was not dismayed by it but I would not have wanted to get this information this way and I would never have done this or any other test for Alzheimer’s.

    My reasons for this are precisely the same as yours:

    ‘Genetic testing can be difficult emotionally, not provide conclusive results and cause practical difficulties.’

    I think this is sound reasoning. It is too easy to get alarmist about this. Plus, I have real concerns about such information potentially being used against me with regard to insurance and who knows what else.

    Thank you for sharing your story, Kathy. I wish you the best possible with all your family concerns.

  14. Kathy, this post has me in tears this morning because you know I know all about this nasty disease. It’s so bittersweet because the time you are spending with your Dad is so special (we lost Dad before Mom was diagnosed) but the time spent away from home no doubt so very stressful. You are handling it with such grace and all that you do for your Dad, Mom, and the staff at the nursing home is heartwarming. Reading how your Mom is spending her days brought back many memories. I so agree and thought often about the poor souls suffering from this disease who don’t have anyone to advocate for them. Sometimes, many times, it felt like all we did was advocate. It was hard being the bad guy at times when we weren’t getting answers and no wasn’t an option. As for your question, I remember wrestling with this decision too. I chose not to. If there was some miracle cure that would prevent the disease, then, of course, the answer would have been yes. But there isn’t, so I chose not to know and hope for the best. Kathy, you and your family have often been in my thoughts. xo

  15. Loved the update on your family. Glad they’re doing well. Your Dad sounds like a tough guy! I’m sure that whole appendix deal was scary. It’s so nice he can see your Mom everyday. And the house looks wonderful. I love the color choices too. I’ll keep you and your family in my prayers. Sending love and hugs from PA. Mimi