I tell you there is something to be said about astrology and having a reading with a reputable professional. I have found that person in Maria DeSimone
I had my natal chart read yesterday, and it was just amazing – it was a bit pricey, but it really put into context my life and tendencies. I have been having my four pillar report done that has helped as well, but this gave me a timeline for the next year and pointed out thing in my life that were right on target, especially in the past.
I felt like I was in quick sand and needed some direction. My husbands terminal illness seems to be getting worse – I am now dressing him, and it is so sad and devastating to both of us. I felt like I was in quick sand, and I needed a rope. I had been wanting to get a reading but now was the perfect time.
In astrology it is not just about your sun sign but so much more. If in doubt get your natal chart and have it read.
In reference to the months that lay ahead Maria told me it would be a really hard October, and that I will realize I need more help with him.
By January, I will have to hire help or make some changes in my living arrangement – March; he will really be lacking in memory and cognition. Then in October 2017 she didn’t say it, but it sounds like he may be at the end of his journey. Oh I just hate this …
She said when I was 29. I had a karmic experience – or started one. So true: “Problems with an abusive marriage – culminating in me leaving by picking up my kids and leaving everything behind. It was almost as if it wasn’t even a choice anymore – Like god picked me up and took us away from the situation… with nothing but clothes and kids (material things can always be replaced) yes, I would say that was a Karmic situation.
She said I am now going through another one, and it is hard. I guess it is in the stars, but it sucks…
I don’t know how he had fallen, but it was next to impossible to get him up – it is like he doesn’t know how to use his own body to get up. truly strange – he just doesn’t know what I am saying, and it is frustrating especially when I am trying to help him up – but he wants me to pick him up.
My mom being a paraplegic would occasionally fall out of bed because she missed the wheel chair as she was transferring. I would have to pick her up because she had no use of her legs, but still she would help with her arms. My husband couldn’t figure out what to do when I was instructing him. He kept asking me to call the police. NO – I will call your brother before I call the police was my response.
I ended up dragging him (I have hard wood floors thank goodness) from the living room to the bedroom. After what seemed an eternity I got behind him to lift him up under his arms, and he was able to understand to push up with his feet. Success! I got him back in bed around 6:30 in the morning.
Scenario: We went to bed a later than usual, so I was exhausted. About 2 in the morning, he was up getting dressed wanting to leave. As usual, I was trying to convince him he was home please lay down, but it went on and on. By 4:30 in the morning, I was exhausted and had to work the next day, so I laid down and fell asleep – all keys had been put where he couldn’t find them.
I was awakened out of a deep sleep with him saying Sarah help me, help me. I bolted out of bed to find him in the doorway of our downstairs (very steep) door wide open; he was laying there with his slippers on the top stair. It could have been so much worse if he fell down the basement. Then I noticed he had my keys lying by his feet “OMG” how did he get those!
Note to Self: I must now hide the keys in a better spot – all I could think last night was about the commercial “help I have fallen and can’t get up” I have a strange mind…
P.S. I just found out he was coming up the stairs when he fell at the top step whew scary.
As my husband gets worse, I am feeling a sense of hopelessness. He has his good days, and bad, but he is never completely his self anymore. I think the worse is when he wants to leave the house and go home it is so hard to talk him into staying. I tell him this is his home, but he is convinced otherwise, and it is usually right before bed so pretty late at night.
It really hit home when we visited his neurologist yesterday, knowing we were going out of town in a few weeks, she gave me a card to put into his wallet.
It said, “I have a disorder of the brain known as LEWY BODY DEMENTIA (LBD) which could make me appear confused and have difficulty moving or speaking normally.” How sad, it made me want to cry; the card talks about the drugs that are bad for him and information for contacts.
I did find a fantastic website that gives so much information on the subject of LBD. It actually says on the website that a lot of physicians don’t even know what it is and miss the signs. A lot of times thinking it is Alzheimer’s giving drugs that make LBD patients worse.
We are so lucky we had good doctors from the start – we had a neurologist who realized what my husband had was not regular Parkinson’s and send us to the university specialty clinic for movement and brain disorders. That is where he was diagnosed and has been being treated.
His sister has been coming around more often and taking him to exercise this is so good – especially when he cannot talk English, he talks to her – she understands. Nothing makes me happier than seeing him smile, and feel loved. Getting out of the house in this beautiful weather makes everything seem better.
For any of you, who would like to know more about Lewy Body Dementia (LBD). This is a great website.