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Profile text:Art and I are a married couple, he was born in 1945, I was born in 1963, we're looking for friends, people to have a coffee or meal with, someone to talk to. We have our covid vaccinations and boosters. We are both retired.
If I'm on, check chat room 3 and see if I'm in there.
Our friends are our family, we do have outside of system email. We can be mailed on Bill's hot, mail, mailbox, under gmanbill, if you want to correspond outside of the system here, I have had the Microsoft email address since the 80s and this screen (handle) name much longer. We are happy to have likeminded friends.
Art had a bout with rectal cancer the end of 2018 and beginning of 2019 he had chemo and radiation therapy, post checks he is rectal cancer free, but the chemo did cause chemo brain (cognitive and memory affected) that won't go away, basically diagnosed with stage 3 Alzheimer's now. So now I (bill) am a full-time care giver and don't get out much, or basically at all, other than shopping and doctor's appointments, or art won't eat and drink like he is supposed to because he doesn't remember he has to.
Alzheimer's doesn't get better, it keeps progressing, the person with it doesn't even understand basic things and it only keeps getting worse. I, as the caregiver have to repeat instructions, tasks, etc. 100s of times a day, hence living in Groundhog Day. My last day to myself was February 7, 2020, the last day I was able to shoot pictures and make us extra money other than our retirement. Maybe one day I will get some respite, maybe not, but at least I haven't ventilated my cranium yet, even though I have felt like it often.
PS,
It is beyond hard being a caregiver, but I thankfully have a couple friends I can talk to that have been through it on the other side of the country. Just letting you guys know, it's real difficult mentally and physically, just pray you don't have to go through it alone like I am. Sometimes I would love to just scream, from others I hide my tears, I haven't had a mental health day since February 7, 2020, to be able to go somewhere or do something on my own without Art with me, his condition makes him mentally overly attached, a day out would be awesome and that's getting closer. A great massage would be a godsend, maybe even getting a snuggle and orgasm or two, but that is just a dream, my sex life is a poker game, I have a good hand.
If I haven't returned a message, it's because I have a very hard time venting my frustrations to others, it's me, not you.
Updated Nov. 1/17/24
It's another Groundhog Day, one of my 365 a year.
Art is doing well after lung redaction surgery the 23rd of December then a light bout of pneumonia back in the ER the 26th, that's all clear now and he is doing much better medically, his dementia is a given, he goes through all the mood changes daily. I am dealing well, have had a day off this year and had a great decommissioning drive with the car club. My next day off maybe I can get a massage.
I am getting someone in, he gets pissy and his mood swings are understandable, a caregiver for a day off will have to understand and most of them do, its just hard finding a male caregiver here. As I have said, maybe someday I'll get a day off, maybe. My mental state doesn't matter, I still have not given myself sudden ventilation of the scull.
I so need a massage and a day of relaxation!
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