A Short Post on the Human Spirit

Author's Note: Every word is true.

My wife, sister and I visited my ninety-five-year-old Nanna this week. No big deal, you might say. For us, it was.
We don't own a car, and my sister doesn't drive. So, we borrowed a family vehicle, collected my sister, who lives forty miles away, and then drove the same again to the York residential home where my Nanna lives. She has dementia, can't walk, and is in a secure ward, but we love her dearly.
Planning such a trip in our situation is never easy, so we never promise a visit in case we can't. Hence, our arrival was a surprise.
To cut a long story short and to get to the point, Nanna was shocked at us turning up but soon recovered her composure. We chatted non-stop about the past, memories and life in general. We had the same discussions about ten times each as she forgot them within five minutes. It didn't matter; she was happy.
When we eventually got up to leave, Nanna tried too. We begged her not to, so she sat again. However, as the three of us traipsed away, we heard a noise. Nanna had stood up, made it to the door, and was waving. She did so right up until we couldn't see her. A miracle!
We were so lucky to see this especially as a nurse was in the room opposite so we knew Nanna was safe.
People said she couldn't stand or walk, but she did.
If she only remembered our visit for a day it was worth it. Somehow, I expect she'll remember it much longer than that.
The human spirit is astonishing. We must never forget such things.

Thank you for reading
Richard

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44 thoughts on “A Short Post on the Human Spirit

  1. What a special visit, one I’m sure you will treasure. I hope you will have more opportunities. Both my parents had dementia, now my brother-in-law and some others. It is very special when there is a spark of connection and remembrance.

  2. Lovely! When I was 15, I went to visit my Grandpa who was in a wheelchair. That night he got up to check on me during the night sans the chair. I loved that he was still checking on me even though I was older.

  3. Richard, you gave her THE MOST PRECIOUS gift possible – the gift of your time.
    Aging is such a lonely process, especially where dementia or Alzheimer’s is involved. Their world gets smaller and most of it is spent in the past.
    Love this post! It was the best ❤

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