About
My name is Jennifer. Becca (or Rebecca) is my middle name and my family name on my mother’s side. I am from the east coast of Canada, New Brunswick, and that’s where I met my husband. We have two children and I have been with him over half my life now. Twenty plus years makes for some interesting married life.
I have a son and a daughter. My son has a learning disability (likely dyslexia but they don’t label it anymore). My son’s learning disability shows through mainly at school because his language comprehension is what’s impacted, which, of course, affects almost every aspect of school. I have a younger daughter too. She’s cute and she knows it. They are both enrolled at the local francophone school that I love because it’s small and sometimes hate because it is completely French. Did I mention my husband is a French Acadian? That’s how we got them into the French school.
One last thing. I am or was the primary caregiver to my mother who has dementia. It’s advanced now and having young kids at home (7 and 9) I couldn’t look after her anymore. Life is sometimes not very fair. She has one functioning kidney that she had reconstructive surgery on about 15 years ago that I strongly believe contributed to her getting dementia in her late 60s. She was diagnosed at 69 in 2018 but the signs were there two years prior.
Now, here I am. I have rediscovered my love of art and drawing (and I hope to get into pottery down the road). I love writing too. Mostly fictional stuff, nothing published… yet. Maybe someday. But, I also want to share my journey with dementia. The disease sucks. Coping with it as a caregiver was, and still is, a roller-coaster ride. Support groups, however, are fun and have useful information. When my mother lived with me, the support group was my saving grace. Now that I’m not a primary caregiver anymore, I don’t get to attend. I really would like to keep going but it was specifically designed for caregivers whose loved ones attend their adult day program. I’m there are other support groups out there locally (I hope), I just haven’t discovered them yet.
I have a son and a daughter. My son has a learning disability (likely dyslexia but they don’t label it anymore). My son’s learning disability shows through mainly at school because his language comprehension is what’s impacted, which, of course, affects almost every aspect of school. I have a younger daughter too. She’s cute and she knows it. They are both enrolled at the local francophone school that I love because it’s small and sometimes hate because it is completely French. Did I mention my husband is a French Acadian? That’s how we got them into the French school.
One last thing. I am or was the primary caregiver to my mother who has dementia. It’s advanced now and having young kids at home (7 and 9) I couldn’t look after her anymore. Life is sometimes not very fair. She has one functioning kidney that she had reconstructive surgery on about 15 years ago that I strongly believe contributed to her getting dementia in her late 60s. She was diagnosed at 69 in 2018 but the signs were there two years prior.
Now, here I am. I have rediscovered my love of art and drawing (and I hope to get into pottery down the road). I love writing too. Mostly fictional stuff, nothing published… yet. Maybe someday. But, I also want to share my journey with dementia. The disease sucks. Coping with it as a caregiver was, and still is, a roller-coaster ride. Support groups, however, are fun and have useful information. When my mother lived with me, the support group was my saving grace. Now that I’m not a primary caregiver anymore, I don’t get to attend. I really would like to keep going but it was specifically designed for caregivers whose loved ones attend their adult day program. I’m there are other support groups out there locally (I hope), I just haven’t discovered them yet.