--_009_DM5PR06MB3177B103A5F41BD317BE2B86AF040DM5PR06MB3177namp_ Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="_000_DM5PR06MB3177B103A5F41BD317BE2B86AF040DM5PR06MB3177namp_" --_000_DM5PR06MB3177B103A5F41BD317BE2B86AF040DM5PR06MB3177namp_ Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Hi! Here's the first caregiver that accepted to do the interview for Home Care = Magazine! She already did a summary of her situation for another project, y= ou can read it below (it's in English but she is a francophone). Here's als= o her contact information: Anne Marie Parent T=E9l.: 514 381-0745 Cell.: 438 863-1673 am-parent@videotron.ca =ABMy family is composed of my father, Philippe, 84, my brother Bruno, 54, = himself a father of 3, and me, Anne Marie, 56. Our mother left us in 2004. = My father stayed in their home until 2015. Since 2010, Bruno and I noticed = he was getting a bit confused and was sometimes paranoid. For example, twic= e he thought his car had been stolen and called the police, when, in fact, = he had just forgotten where he had parked it. He also ran to the police sta= tion one day to inform them that he was victim of spying after a man at the= bus stop asked him many questions about himself, including his address. "H= e had a wire coming down his leg, so I am sure he had a microphone to recor= d what I was saying. I am afraid he will break into my house," he told the = police, my brother, and I. We consulted a neurologist in 2011 and the diagnostic was frontotemporal de= mentia. With my father living alone, I started to act as his primary caregi= ver, more than my brother who was busy with his own family (three teenagers= !). I live closer to my Dad's, too. Being a caregiver when one doesn't live= with the person with dementia represents a volunteering job of at least 15= hours a week. I was taking my father to all his medical appointments and o= utings (including the opera!), doing his groceries, cooking, cleaning, wash= ing his clothes, taking care of all his bills... even doing what I hate the= most: his two income tax declarations (yes two, in Qu=E9bec: provincial an= d federal!), and generally organizing his life. My father gave singing less= ons at his home for 50 years and, until December 2016, I was coordinating h= is classes, contacting his students, being at his house when they would arr= ive, etc. Because we were the security company's emergency contacts, my bro= ther and I would also regularly rush to his home when the alarm would sound= to check if there was a thief or if, as usual, my father had forgotten his= password or left the door open. Many times we would enter his home and wer= e greeted by a burning smell from a pan on the stove or his toaster oven st= ill switched on. Living alone at home was becoming dangerous for him. After about 4 years of this strain, my brother and I decided to consult a s= ocial worker at the local clinic (that we call a CLSC). She suggested we hi= re