We had the rare snow day in Atlanta on Friday. It snowed a bit more than expected intown, and upon waking one walked into a winter wonderland.
It’s always fun to see how pets react to snow, especially when they don’t see it very often. My dog Murphy was braver than expected. My girl kitty Serena, who on a sunny day loves to try to bolt out the door to explore the yard, approached the snow with extreme caution and immediately regretted her decision, haha. And Dorian, my boy cat, the daredevil of the bunch, flat out refused to even put a paw into the snow.
Growing up in southern California, I never saw snow until I moved away for college, but I remember my mother having fond memories of snow days on the farm in Tennessee where she grew up. While there were still farm chores to be done, school was out. The family would make snow cream from the freshly fallen snow. Of course nowadays, with all of the pollutants in the environment, this wouldn’t be safe to do, but back in the day, my mother had fond memories of this rare, special treat.
Of course, winter weather can bring challenges to those with health issues and their caregivers. Last year around this time I wrote about keeping your loved ones with dementia warm and comfortable during winter weather events. I notice that as I age, the cold tends to bother me more so I’m using some of the tips on the list as well, such as layering and paying attention to my hands, which can be a challenge to keep warm.
Hope you are staying warm and cozy this winter season.
Parts of the US are already experiencing winter weather. It’s important to ensure that loved ones with dementia don’t wander when the weather turns frigid. Each winter, there are cases of those with dementia who fall victim to the elements after wandering from home or a care facility.
My father was a wanderer. His lifelong love of walking had kept him lean, but his desire to move became a liability as his dementia progressed. Dementia takes a physical toll as well, so as Dad became frailer, he was more prone to injuries from falls. While he still lived at home, my mother had to watch him like a hawk. One time, she attempted to take a brief bath, and Dad slipped away. Mom immediately called me, frantic. It was going to be dark soon, and turning colder. In my father’s case, there was a happy ending. Mom called the police who were responsive and tracked my father down not too far from my parents’ condo community. Crisis averted that time.
My father would wander a few more times while he still lived at home, including one infamous time when my mother was in the dentist’s chair. Once he moved to the memory care unit, he was behind a locked door secured by a code. He still wandered, up and down the halls, and outside in the garden area when weather permitted, but at least he was contained to the facility.
It’s such a helpless feeling when a loved one is lost. I’m grateful for first responders and others who helped locate my father when he wandered off.
There are things caregivers can do proactively to reduce the risk of wandering this winter.
Door locks: One of the easiest solutions is to configure your home’s door locks to one in which you lock with a key from the inside. Then keep the key on a chain around your neck or in another inaccessible place from your loved one with dementia. If you prefer a more high-tech solution, you could choose something like a fingerprint lock or one that requires a code. Consider a door chime or bell to signal when one exits the home.
Trackers: I bought one of the earliest renditions of GPS-powered tracking tags for my father, but the device was cumbersome to use at the time and didn’t have good reception in the mountain town where my parents lived. I’m happy to say that such devices have come a long way since then. If high-tech solutions aren’t an option, even a simple ID bracelet or necklace can be helpful. For long-distance caregivers, seek devices that allow you to monitor your loved one’s movements from your phone, which can offer some peace of mind.
Behavior modification: Track your loved one’s wandering episodes. Do they happen at a certain time of day? Sundowning is a common issue for those with dementia, and the longer period of darkness during the winter can exacerbate the issue. My father struggled with bedtime and sometimes would get up in the middle night, change into day clothes, and sit in his chair in the living room until morning. Consider changing up your schedule and finding enjoyable activities to do together during this time period. Talk to the doctor about medication or other therapies.
If your loved one does wander away, try not to panic. Conduct a quick search of the immediate area, and if there’s no sign of the individual, contact authorities. 911 should be able to direct you to any specific community programs for these situations, if they exist in your area, or like in my father’s case, patrol officers handled the situation. Keep a folder on your phone with a recent photo of your loved one, nearby places they may be prone to going to, a list of medical issues and medications, and the contact information for area hospitals.
The new year has started off with a blast of winter weather that is impacting a large portion of the U.S. The frigid temperatures are a sobering reminder to take special precautions if you are caring for someone with dementia.
Each year, cases are reported of those with dementia wandering away from home and dying from exposure during the winter. My dad was a dementia wanderer, so these tragic cases hit close to home for me. There are several things to keep in mind when caring for loved ones with dementia on top of normal winter weather safety tips.
Creative Carer had a Facebook post this past week that offered excellent tips on how she kept her mother warm and comfortable during the winter. Some tips to keep in mind:
Depending upon the stage of the disease, your loved one may not be able to accurately communicate if they are comfortable temperature-wise. It’s important to be hands-on and monitor for signs of discomfort.
As Creative Carer points out, pay special attention to the extremities during cold weather.
Think about smart layers. A fidget blanket could serve dual purposes, by occupying restless hands while keeping the body warm. Be cautious about bundling with too many layers of clothes, as it could make it difficult to use the restroom and restrict movement.
When severe winter weather limits outdoor activities, make plans to keep loved ones occupied indoors. Restlessness can lead to wandering attempts.
Don’t forget about bath time and take extra precautious to keep your loved one warm and comfortable.
Knowing your loved one’s preferences before they developed dementia can serve as a guide to maintaining comfort even once they become non-verbal. My father didn’t like things around his neck, as it made him feel like he was being strangled, so scarves would not have been a good choice for him. However, Dad liked wearing hats, so that would have been acceptable.
I hope you and your loved ones stay safe during this winter season.
It’s been a bit chilly here lately, and when I stop to rub my hands together to warm them, I can’t help but think of Dad. I can still see a crystal-clear image in my mind of Dad standing outside our apartment building, before or after a smoke, and the dramatic way he would rub his hands together. “It’s cooold,” he would exclaim, though southern California winters were as mild as they could be, especially compared to his childhood in Belfast.
When my parents moved to the mountains of New Mexico, Dad experienced bitterly cold winters for the first time since his young adult days in England and New York City. I don’t remember him ever wearing gloves, but he would wear a big bulky jacket that threatened to swallow him whole. And I can see him standing by the car, the last one he would ever drive, and rub his hands together, fast and hard, trying to keep them from going numb.
My hands are always the first thing to ache when I’m out in cold weather. Still, I rarely break out the gloves. I just instinctively rub them together, though the warmth it generates may be more nostalgic than anything else.
Last night, the first snow fell at Mom’s house. I’m staying with her until she has her colostomy reversal surgery this Friday. In 10 days, it will be the first anniversary of my father’s death.
The snow is beautiful, but also is a silent and stark reminder of the sad events that have plagued my family over this past year. I wrote about this more on Cowbird.
Over time, I’m sure I will be able to enjoy the beauty and pleasure snow can offer, but right now, it’s just a reminder of difficult times.