I Still Do

February 6, 2010

Unintended Irony at Disneyland

I just returned from Anaheim, California where I gave the keynote address at the Alzheimer’s Association Memory Walk Awards and Recognition Dinner.  It was a great event, with energetic and inspirational people who care very much about increasing awareness of AD and creating change.  But I found an unintended irony in the setting for the event—Disneyland.

Walt Disney’s world is a fantasy, of course.  A very clean, polite, stage-managed fantasy.  No trash, no dying flowers, no peeling paint, no unhappy employees  cast members.   In this hyper-controlled environment, we were talking about a disease that is currently beyond our control.  We were discussing a disease that’s messy, that causes decay, that runs amuck.  Even though I want to see a world without Alzheimer’s, I don’t want  a world without the unexpected or  unanticipated.  Life with disease and death is tough—but there are also riches and growth and precious moments that arrive when they’re least expected and unplanned.  There can be pain—but also beauty—in our human vulnerabilities and fragilities.   And  a flower can be glorious even when it’s faded.

So, in an odd way, I was glad that it was literally raining on our parade and on the hall in which the dinner was held.   And when I looked out

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 the resort window, I was perversely pleased to see the palm trees moving in the wind and rain and almost obscuring the large billboards that proclaimed “Fun in the Sun for Everyone” and “Just another day in Paradise.”  There are some things even Disney can’t control.

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February 3, 2010

Grandchildren, AD and sfmoma

I just returned from trips to San Francisco and New Orleans, where I spoke to 2000 health care professionals.  The people to whom I spoke were engaged and energetic and really interested in talking about what it’s like to live with AD.  I was particularly touched by grown grandchildren who had experienced the gradual loss of a grandparent to the disease, and who often watched their parents take on the role of caregiver.  I know how special a grandparent-grandchild relationship can be and I think the pain AD brings to a grandchild is often overlooked.  I think the grandchildren to whom I spoke were glad to be able to talk about their grandparents and Alzheimer’s.  My grandson chose to write about Alzheimer’s for a class project—I know he and my granddaughter understand things about the fragility of life that other children their age might not.

On another note: when speaking before groups, I often don’t see more of a city than an airport, hotel room and venue (Convention Center in New Orleans.)  When in San Francisco, though, I did have the opportunity to spend a few lovely hours in the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art—which was, not coincidentally, right near my hotel.  I often head first to the photography exhibitions—and this time was no exception.  But I was also struck by the design of the museum.  I’m attaching some of my photographs from sfmoma; if you’re in San Francisco, try to find time to make a visit.  I think you’ll enjoy it.

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January 22, 2010

Talking to, and with, lots of people

Filed under: Alzheimer's Disease, alzheimer's, caregiver, speeches, Uncategorized — Judith Fox @ 7:57 pm

I’m giving a lot of speeches this coming year on AD and caregiving, and I like doing it.  I like the connections.  It’s almost like sitting next to someone on a plane—you will probably never see them again, but while you’re sharing space and time there’s a connection.  A nice one, if you’re lucky.  

Once, after speaking at a university about the harmful secrecy shrouding AD, a medical student  talked privately to me after  Q&A.  She said she’s suffering from depression and that diseases such as that one were never discussed in her Korean family or community.  She suspected that her mother also suffered from depression, but had never asked.  She said that after listening to me talk about the  unnecessary stigma of AD, she was going to go home and discuss her depression with her mother—and she’d be asking questions.

After another speech, a man asked me to sign his copy of  “I Still Do.”  He wanted me to sign it to him and to his 13 year old daughter.  “I want her to understand the disease,” he said, and then joked “in case I get it.”  I thought it was sensitive and smart of him to open such a conversation with his child—even at 13.  I was pleased to hear  that.

And then there are the people who break down crying when talking about a parent or spouse with the disease; and the people who have no personal experience with AD, but have a lot of questions they’ve never asked; and the people who want to know if they should be worried because they’re always forgetting things (there are a lot of people in that line).

I love the fact that people talk openly in the right environment;  if you’ve been honest and open with them—they will honor you by talking to you in the same vein.

January 21, 2010

Rain in Sunny California

Seems it never rains in sunny California … but girl, don’t they warn ya?  It pours, man, it pours.

It’s been pouring for the better part of three days now, and we’re cranky.  Until this week, the only use my umbrella got was when I headed east.  I know I’m spoiled, you don’t have to tell me.  But I’ll confess:  as inconvenient as the rain is for me, and as seriously difficult it is for others in SoCal, there’s something about it that I like now and then.  And, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a book to read and a fireplace to light.

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January 20, 2010

A Dignified End of Life

Filed under: palliative care — Judith Fox @ 12:54 pm

I have a “Google Alert” set to notify me when there are articles, blogs and reviews on “I Still Do.”  As a result of an alert I recently received, I was introduced to the Pallimed Blog which discusses issues around hospice care, palliative medicine and end of life issues.

The blog was founded by a palliative care physician, Drew Rosielle, MD and the contributors are health care professionals in the palliative care field.  I had personal experience with hospice care for both my parents and know how important and helpful it can be.  I can’t imagine what it would be like to face end-of-life issues and decisions without knowing there are health care professionals who devote their time to providing a measure of dignity for us as we face death.  This blog addresses those difficult issues, which many physicians are unable to handle.  I wanted to use this space to thank Dr. Rosielle and his colleagues around the country for doing such important work.  I’d also like to know how you feel about this issue.

If you want to check out their review of my book, it’s at: http://arts.pallimed.org/2010/01/i-still-do-loving-and-living-with.html

January 19, 2010

Kids and Beaches

Alzheimer’s can be such a heavy subject to write about, and to read about.  I’d like to lighten things up once and a while with one of my photographs.  It works for me, but what I want to know is if it works for you.  Please let me know how you feel about this direction.

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January 18, 2010

Good Old Days

Filed under: Alzheimer's Disease, alzheimer's, caregiver, good old days, memory, memory lane — Judith Fox @ 12:04 pm

Ed and I spent a lot of time yesterday on a verbal trip down memory lane.  I talked about trips we’d taken, and focused on those moments I thought were most vivid and might have the strongest emotional context for him.  Ed seemed to truly remember some of the experiences I described. After the conversation, he thanked me for talking about “the good old days.”   Sometimes I’m so focused on today—and wanting to share my day with Ed—that I overlook what’s important to him now.   And what’s important to him is recalling those few memories he still retains.

I enjoy telling, and retelling, these stories to him—I also enjoy the challenge of trying to figure out which experiences he’s most likely to remember.  It’s a way of keeping the old new and interesting for me, too.

What strategies do you use to keep your conversations alive and fresh when you’re talking to someone with AD?

January 16, 2010

Lucid moments

Filed under: Alzheimer's Disease, alzheimer's, brain, caregiver, lucid, memory, Uncategorized — Judith Fox @ 7:28 pm

Today, when I saw Ed at the facility where he lives, he was extremely lucid; and it was very painful for both of us. The first thing he said to me was that he felt as though he were in another world.  He told me he didn’t want to be around people with his disease (he doesn’t remember that it’s called “Alzheimer’s.”)    He said he just wanted to hide.  

Ed was diagnosed almost twelve years ago and his ability to still recognize and articulate his pain is amazing to me.

I told him that I was working hard and doing what I could to help people understand Alzheimer’s;  that a lot of great research is being done in an effort to find treatments.  His answer: “That takes a lot of time and is very costly.  I want to be able to function now.”

I don’t think there are many advanced AD sufferers who are able to describe their feelings as well as Ed does—but that doesn’t necessarily mean that they’re not feeling what Ed is.  Some people have asked me if I think it’s harder for the caregiver than for the person who has AD, because the person with Alzheimer’s must be unaware of his or her condition.   In many ways, I wish that were true; on the other hand, as difficult as today’s conversation with Ed was, it was a real conversation between two thinking—and loving—people.

January 14, 2010

Manhattan Lights

Filed under: photography — Judith Fox @ 6:38 pm
There’s nothing quite like the lights of Manhattan.  They’re musical to me—always pulsing, twinkling and moving.  Much like the city.  These photographs were taken from my hotel window during my recent trip to New York.

January 13, 2010

Making the Ordinary—Extraordinary

Filed under: Alzheimer's Disease, alzheimer's, caregiver, photography, Uncategorized — Judith Fox @ 11:35 am

While in New York for the opening of my photography show at the Andrea Meislin Gallery, I bundled myself up—added a few extra layers—and set off for a Chelsea gallery to see new images by one of my favorite photographers, William Eggleston.  Not everyone loves his work, but I’m a big fan.

Eggleston photographs ordinary objects that are usually invisible to the rest of us, and makes them extraordinary and beautiful.  What a gift.  He was also the first photographer to really bring color to the world of fine art photography—for which I’m grateful.  I found his new work as wonderful and fresh as ever.  

I don’t think it’s stretching, too much, to see a link between his view of the world and to living with Alzheimer’s.   I believe our perspective changes when we love someone who has the disease—and we learn to appreciate the small, formerly ordinary events, as special moments worth treasuring and noticing.   I hope you’ll check out Eggleston’s work and let me know what you think:   http://www.egglestontrust.com.

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