Tuesday 30 August 2011

Hula storm clouds gathering...

'ere we go again.
Nearly September, yet another hula class performance day approaching....and Okaasan is getting the willeys.


Yesterday I reminded her that Sept. 11 is performance day (probably news to her) and would she like to go to the hairsalon before it and have a trim etc?
Hmmm...well...maybe ok...hmm.. hula performace...not so fun recently.....I think I might stop....shall I stop? Hmm.. not so good...don't like the performance day...new dance....etc etc....


I made some gentle remarks about performance nerves and it'll be alright on the night etc.....and left the topic.


Yujiro and I talked later: yet again it would be better if we could find a group that doesn't have these performance days which are taken so seriously with new dance routines to learn. Just a hobby group. And maybe this week and next week we won't talk about hula at all and probably Okaasan won't go - because she basically doesn't know what day it is unless we leave a big sign on the kitchen table - so if she is absent from class for two weeks she'll just miss the performance day altogether.


Maybe, maybe, maybe....there are of course many hula dance groups - but we need to find one that is near a subway station etc so that Okaasan can go there in the 5 months a year Sapporo is buried in snow.


Yujiro had another Velo Taxi and Dementia lecture, said he learned a lot and realized he does/has done a lot of the Things You Shouldn't Do ( like get angry, ask yes/no questions, quiz about details, correct strange information)....and that he learned about the importance of encouraging the dementia sufferer to DO what they can, however small - things around the house.
Okaasan does a bit of clothes washing, loves hanging clothes out to dry and rearranging OUR laundry because it's been hung out all wrong, and she likes washing dinner dishes, arranging flowers, destroying climbing morning glory plants..........



1 comment:

  1. Dementia patients are really hard to figure out... they can seem so normal on some days, then say something or do something totally wacko...
    Yeah the morning glory plants.. my MIL would not be alive now if she had done something like that... your MIL is lucky...

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