No such thing as too much chocolate.

Being a caregiver to an adult who has some form of dementia is a bit like being the mother of a two-year-old.

We’d been to Lowe’s, stopped off for a coffee and scone, then went to Home Depot. I was on a mission to find a new exhaust fan that met certain parameters. Quick in and out, that’s my motto for running errands. I was speeding through Home Depot when I realized Peter was no longer tailing me.

Screen Shot 2016-05-14 at 2.39.47 PMI turned around a saw him studying a display. It was a rack of candy bars. He saw me coming, gave me his innocent little-boy smile and said, “Just seeing what there is.”

“You just had a huge scone…” I said, ever the grumpy mum.

“That was ages ago.” (Fifteen minutes is a long time in dementia years.)

I had one more stop before heading home, but because Peter seemed in such a good mood, I suggested we detour to the shoe store. “Do I need shoes?” he asked.

“You’ve complained for weeks you ‘have no shoes,'” I said, steering him to the men’s section.

“What am I looking for?” he asked.

“Replacement for those worn brown ones,” I said.

“I like them…”

“We’ll find some you’ll like just as well.” I zoomed in on the style he’s always favored, something between a sneaker-look and a semi-dressy casual shoe.  I pulled several out.

“What size do I wear?” he asked.

“I don’t know! Eight, I think,” I said, frustrated because he didn’t know. He tried them on, but became obsessed with finding his toe under the leather. “Lace them up, then walk in them,” I said, as I would’ve said to a toddler.

“But my toe!”

“Does it hurt? Aren’t they comfortable?”

“No, doesn’t hurt. Yes, they’re comfortable.”

Hallelujah. “Great! Let’s buy them in black too. They’re really nice,” I said.

He grimaced. “No, not the same shoe.”

I tried the rationale I use on myself. When I find a pair of shoes I like, and if they are available in another color, I buy both pairs. I added that the second pair would be fifty percent off.

We bought one pair.

I was so exhausted I went directly home without finishing my errands. Maybe if I’d bribed him with a Hershey bar?

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Chocolate-dipped Adidas Yeezy 750 Boost sneaker designed by Kanye West.

Header: Shapeways edible chocolate shoe

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7 thoughts on “No such thing as too much chocolate.

  1. How do you do it?? Our recent Christmas shopping trips are trying times, and that’s just once a year!
    I wouldn’t trade them though, unless maybe it was twice a year, lol. You’re AMAZING!!! : )

    • Thanks, Bill. I don’t think I do it very well, but needs must as my Grandma would’ve said. This was our fourth trip for shoes; first three he wouldn’t even look, saying he didn’t need them. I really would’ve expected you to comment on the possibility of chocolate shoes though 😉

  2. So relatable! This caregiver is icing a bum knee and mom keeps offering to cook, clean, etc. ; asking what she can do to help. She completely over looks the necessity for her walker and wheelchair to become slightly mobile. In her mind she is 50 not 94. 🙂

  3. Always buy the chocolate for the chocolate lover they do become much more agreeable! Glad you got at least one pair. I’m like you if they have my size and different colors I get them. You can always go back and get the black ones.

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