Beekissed
Garden Master
Don't know....folks always used to call it "thin blood" but I'm sure it has something more to do with just inactivity and the resulting poor circulation to distal areas of the body. The more you move, the better your circulation into the areas that grow chilled...that's true of any age.
As homehealth and later as a hospice nurse, I've visited homes where the patient was no more than 6 in. from a wood stove~still heating the home in early summer~and they even had blankets on their laps. All winter long I'd visit homes that were heated to around 80-90* and I couldn't wear my winter coat, even in between visits. I'm hot natured anyway so walking into those airless hot boxes was like sheer torture. All those old folks would exclaim over my being coatless, saying I'd "catch my death" out there if not wearing a coat. If coming out of those homes drenched in sweat and hitting the cold air outside didn't have me "catching my death", then nothing will.
Right now my mother spends her time near the wood stove in the cabin and I can't go in there for very long at all before it runs me right out....and she's all dressed up warmly, sitting there like it's the most comfortable thing ever.
Red, my mother couldn't seem to stop expecting Dad to be like he used to be....she would keep saying, "Remember? It goes like this...." and then he'd just get angry and refuse to do anything. I think she wanted him to be like he was so badly that she couldn't remember that he can't "remember" how it is supposed to work.
What's worse is that I kept reminding her that he just can't remember, so encouraged her to stop trying to get him to remember, as it just caused tension...but she just couldn't stop feeling like he would just get it if she told him to remember.
Even worse than that, now Mom is losing her short term memory and is forgetting how to do certain things she's always done and I find myself saying, "Remember, Mom, etc." I think it's just ingrained in us to try and help them in that manner, as it's so very alarming to us that they can't remember such simple things. I have to stop myself many times a day, biting my tongue on sentences that start out with words that implore her to remember things or reminding her that she has already told me that several times today. I'm a nurse and used to all of this and even I can't "remember" to let it be and not be so hurt when they can't remember. It's different when it's your own loved one and you've seen them in their normal state of mind all those years, then you get to see that mind just disappear, slowly but surely.
It will be my turn soon enough...I'm already not remembering things I should and my own kids start many sentences with, "You already told me that...".
As homehealth and later as a hospice nurse, I've visited homes where the patient was no more than 6 in. from a wood stove~still heating the home in early summer~and they even had blankets on their laps. All winter long I'd visit homes that were heated to around 80-90* and I couldn't wear my winter coat, even in between visits. I'm hot natured anyway so walking into those airless hot boxes was like sheer torture. All those old folks would exclaim over my being coatless, saying I'd "catch my death" out there if not wearing a coat. If coming out of those homes drenched in sweat and hitting the cold air outside didn't have me "catching my death", then nothing will.
Right now my mother spends her time near the wood stove in the cabin and I can't go in there for very long at all before it runs me right out....and she's all dressed up warmly, sitting there like it's the most comfortable thing ever.
Red, my mother couldn't seem to stop expecting Dad to be like he used to be....she would keep saying, "Remember? It goes like this...." and then he'd just get angry and refuse to do anything. I think she wanted him to be like he was so badly that she couldn't remember that he can't "remember" how it is supposed to work.
What's worse is that I kept reminding her that he just can't remember, so encouraged her to stop trying to get him to remember, as it just caused tension...but she just couldn't stop feeling like he would just get it if she told him to remember.
Even worse than that, now Mom is losing her short term memory and is forgetting how to do certain things she's always done and I find myself saying, "Remember, Mom, etc." I think it's just ingrained in us to try and help them in that manner, as it's so very alarming to us that they can't remember such simple things. I have to stop myself many times a day, biting my tongue on sentences that start out with words that implore her to remember things or reminding her that she has already told me that several times today. I'm a nurse and used to all of this and even I can't "remember" to let it be and not be so hurt when they can't remember. It's different when it's your own loved one and you've seen them in their normal state of mind all those years, then you get to see that mind just disappear, slowly but surely.
It will be my turn soon enough...I'm already not remembering things I should and my own kids start many sentences with, "You already told me that...".