Morning Glory

Last year, just about this time, I lost it with Jim. I was so upset. I yelled and slammed a door or two and really was a jerk.

This year, amazingly, the very thing that had upset me so terribly, is something that Jim has taken care to protect and even has taken extreme caution to keep from repeating himself.

This is another example of what makes Alzheimer’s Disease the COMPLETE mystery that it is.


Last July (it doesn’t seem that long ago but it must have been), I looked outside at our back hedge and saw a beautiful sight. A Morning Glory vine was in full bloom. Oh how I love Morning Glory’s. They remind me of my summer in Bermuda. I was so excited we had them blooming just outside of our backdoor I didn’t know what to do. The first thing I did, was to tell Jim that when he cut the hedge next, to make sure he DID NOT cut that vine. When I said this to him, it was in the morning and most importantly, the hedge did not need trimming. Not even close.

You can imagine my fury when I came home later that day and saw Jim working fervently on our hedge.   You know where this story is going…..

He was shredding not only our hedge but the beautiful Morning Glory vine as well. I couldn’t believe it. Hadn’t I just told him this morning specifically NOT to cut that area? Hadn’t I explained to him how much I loved those flowers and how it reminded me of my internship in Bermuda so many years ago?

Flash forward a full year. A year of education, understanding, progression and setbacks. Low and behold, there it is again. My beautiful cups of glory. Before I even can say anything to Jim and try to figure out how to keep him from repeating the massacre of 2012, he says to me,”I need to do the hedge. Show me exactly which vine is the one you don’t want me to cut.” Mind you, he has cut the hedge many times since last July. But, he had seen the flowers and somehow knew that he shouldn’t cut them. I was stunned. It really defies logic with other things that he forgets. Since that time 2 weeks ago, Jim has worked on our hedge a minimum of 5 days. Please understand, we have a small yard. He would typically work on the hedge 2 days every 4 months. I don’t understand it, but I love looking out the kitchen window and the back door and my bedroom window and seeing the beautiful flowers that bloom white only with the morning light. And I love this show of love that Jim gives me each time he works on the hedge and he DOESN’T touch the area where the vine is.

It’s the little things people. It’s the little things.

posted by Karen in Early Signs of Alzheimer's,Early Stages of Alzheimer's Disease,Uncategorized,Younger Onset Alzheimer's Disease and have Comments (3)