David bought a Long Term Care Insurance policy for both of us many years ago. I'm not using it now, but 'when and if' I do, it's necessary for a 'care scout'(nurse) to come to the house and assess his condition. They do this periodically.
The first two times the nurse came to our home, I secretly cried as she ask him questions. She ask questions like: what season, the year, phone number, his address, country,state....etc....etc... He couldn't answer any of the questions. Even though I knew he couldn't answer the questions, sitting through this was so sad!
The sweet nurse came today. We sat through 21 pages of questions, which took one hour....and I didn't cry this time. I feel as though I've graduated to my 'big girl panties'.......no more tears, just sadness.
He's so sweet, he apologized to the nurse and said he was sorry that his memory isn't very good anymore.
Unfortunately, I'm sure he passed the test.
I'm so thankful that he was so wise and bought these policies even though I was mumbling and complaining about spending money on insurance.......
I love this picture of David and our grandson playing army men. I thank God for these precious memories!
This poem was in my grandmother's trunk....author unknown
Have a safe and happy weekend!
This poem was in my grandmother's trunk....author unknown
I learn as the years roll onward
And leave the past behind
That much I have counted as sorrow
But proves that our God is kind
That many a flower I longed for
Had a hidden thorn of pain
And many a rugged path
Led to fields of ripened grain.
The clouds but cover the sunshine
They cannot banish the sun
And the earth shines out the brighter
When the weary rain is done
We must stand in the deepest shadow
To see the clearest light
And often from wrong's own darkness
Comes the very strength of right
So the heart from the hardest trial
Gains the purest joy of all
And from lips that have tasted sadness
The sweetest songs will fall
For as peace comes after suffering
And love is reward of pain
So after earth comes heaven
And out of our loss the gain...Have a safe and happy weekend!
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That is a very lovely poem and i am "glad" you got the insurance when you did. It sure is an big thing if you have to worry about money and or insurance...
big big hugs
leontien
I'm so sorry you both have to go through that. It's sad but a blessing that you have a more quiet resolve about it now. It doesn't surprise me at all that Uncle David was kind enough...and smart enough to get the insurance. He's such a good man and person! So glad the nurse was nice! Loved the sweet pics!
Love you! L~
Thank God for the insurance and David's foresight! I LOVE this poem and will share it with my SIL and my Joe. Their Dad died last year and I know they will love this poem. I think you are already going through the steps of mourning. And right now you seem to be in acceptance. I pray for you both. XO, Pinky
David was really thoughtful to have bought the insurance. It was wise of him too. I hope you never get to need the benefits though. Sorry for having to go through the questioning....Christine
Hi Dolores. Long term health-care is important nowadays. I'm glad David had the forethought to take care of that. Tony recently bought some for us. After going through this with his mom, it causes us to think about our own future. My parents have long term care, too.
That's a great picture of David with your grandson. Sweet memories there, Dolores. Just looks at those smiles!
It's so sad that you have to do these tests...and so sad that David is apologizing for not being able to answer.
Love that last picture...of him...what a fabulous time they were having...great smiles!
Love that poem...so true.
My Mother canceled her long term insurance (probably in her early stages of this). Count a blessing for yours!
Oh, Dolores, I am glad that this test is getting a bit easier for you to sit through, but still must be so sad for you. ((Hugs)).
This is the type of insurance that is hard to imagine ever needing when we buy it, but such a good thing to have if it does become necessary. David was very wise to buy it.
Both of your photos are so sweet. So nice to have our photos to remind us of the happy times.
Love the poem. Thanks for sharing it.
What we're both going thru has made me investigate long-term insurance. I've pretty much decided that even if I can't afford it, I should get it.
That poem is great. It's kind of a reminder to think that there will be sun again. I know that I'm impatient for it!
love,
barbara
You mean that he won't be allowed the insurance yet because he's doing so well? Frustrating details and small print issues.
Oh my. That poem is some kind of amazing. John and I were just having that sort of a discussion this morning. We spoke of how difficult a trial or season can be and we, being so very human, don't always see that the Lord is right there with us. When that season has passed, we can look back, however, and very clearly see that He was there right in the middle of the entire thing and, furthermore, we can see that He worked every little thing out in amazing ways.
Thank you for sharing the poem. I'm so glad that your grandmother saved it. I'm snagging it for my files, if that's okay, with a nod to your grandmother.
A good weekend to you and David...
David sure was movie star handsome...of course, married to Elizabeth how could he not?! Such beautiful pics you have dear Dolores and yes the new one of David and the grand is adorable! I can imagine (a little) how shocking it must be to hear your once intellegint and brilliant, efficient and capable husband not been able to remember what country he lives in! Only God can gives us strength to go on living and bearing our loved one's new situation. Keep on sharing such lovely pictures of your beautiful family, I so love to see them! Thank you for your always such sweet visit. I'm exausted from cleaning and fixing this house, next tuesday we'll have the new window treatment put on and they will make a mess again, with the drilling I know they'll do! Have a sweet weekend pretty lady. Hugs, FABBY
The poem is so true. I wonder what the poet was going through when it was written.
The picture of David with your grandson is so sweet, as is the picture of David in his younger years with your children.
Good thing you found your big girl panties, but big girls cry sometimes too, just not as frequently, or in front of other people.( I hope you're holding up O.K.) It says so much about David's personality that he apologizes for his lack of memory.
I hope your weekend is peaceful.
I love your photos from the past...hope your week is going well...hope you get some of the rain...
Love the photo Delores!
I'm Happy/sad he passed the test too...
hughugs
When my dad was first diagnosed with stage four lung cancer they called it terminal (which it is in his case) and we brought in Hospice....probably way to early. They have been a blessing in disguise for us...it has been seven pretty good ..most of the time..months and Hospice is still with us...Each week Ruth our nurse comes and just talks...she helps us so much. We are so grateful to them for sticking by us...we take care of our dad at home...there is just no way we could afford home health care but Hospice fills the gap for us....I just wanted to mention this just in case someone else is looking for a little help that does not have insurance. The patient does have to be determined terminal and only having palitive (sp?) care but there is a big leeway in that. Medicare pays for the Hospice...
Dolores,
What beautiful words and the depth of their meaning is truth.
David was a good provider. What an amazing man, between seeing his beautiful smile with the children, and learning about how he took care of you and the family, makes me admire him even more.
Sometimes I feel that the testing and the way Alzheimer's Disease is diagnosed needs allot of improvement. Acceptance takes a long time to reach, but knowing that God is with you every step of the way eases the burden.
Karen
I just stumbled upon your blog, and I'm feeling blessed because of it. I've just now finished reading about 10 of your sweet posts, and can't help but thinking what a wonderful woman you are, and how blessed your husband is to have you as his angel! My Dad is 83 years old, and was diagnosed with this dreaded disease a few years ago. I often feel helpless, as he lives with my brother in Connecticut, and I'm hundreds of miles away...apparently just down the road from yourself, in New Braunfels. :)
Looking forward to coming back to your blog for more "inspiration."
Maureen
What a great pic of David and the granson, those times are priceless.. hugs ~lynne~
Hi darling, thanks for swinging in to see the tea table. I would love to sit there with and visit the day away.. hope things are well there.. up and down mostly down here.. hugs ~lynne~
What I wouldn't give for the peace for such insurance for my parents...
Wise man of yours...I'm hurting with you. Big panties or not!
xoRebecca PS: Love the pic of him clapping his leg in the photo above!
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