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| Lounging at the pool in La Quinta, California 2012 |
I’m old enough
to remember Chubby Checkers’ recording of “Limbo Rock” which peaked at number
two on the Billboard Hot 100 list. I was
fourteen at the time and spent hours with my cousin bending my spine in half (which
only a kid should do) trying to slide under the limbo bar just inches off the
ground.
The dance
originated as an event performed at wakes in Trinidad and Tobago but as we
Americans tend to do, we made it our own and it became a true party game.
Today, when
I think of the word “Limbo” it has a different meaning for me and it’s
certainly not a party game. Well, I
guess I could call it a game in the same sense “Russian Roulette” might be
referred to as a game. Looking at it
that way, we’ve been playing the “Limbo Game” with Al the Mind Monster for over
four years.
We started
the game when Al first joined our family.
Back then, it was easy to get under the bar; in fact, as Joe’s caregiver
I could almost clear it without bending my knees; I stayed balanced and slid
right under.
Several
months or even a year passed before Al lowered the bar again. Still, I made it under with little effort and
the game went on.
Then in
2013, Al decided to change it up a bit and moved the bar significantly lower. I had to think about how I would get down
under it. I strained but maintained
focus, staying level, and just made
it. I’d hit a new low, or so I thought.
But Al wasn’t
nearly done with us. He kept lowering the bar.
I’d think, “this is it, we couldn’t bend another inch, we’ve had
enough.” But, something inside me would
push me lower and lower, my nose just clearing the bar.
Then Al
really mixed things up and sent Joe to the hospital. The game took on a whole new dimension, one
that I hadn’t expected. I watched Joe’s
health decline with every day that passed and felt helpless to make him better.
Yesterday,
we stopped the game. I’ve gone as low as
I can go and so has Joe. Now we’re in
a new game. Oh, it’s still called “Limbo”
but today that’s just another word for Hospice and our family worries and watches
as Al makes a final pull to take Joe from us.
And this time, we are truly in limbo.
As a sign of gratitude for how my husband was saved from Dementia, i decided to reach out to those still suffering from this.
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