Sammie Marsalli

With the advancement of each new stage of this disease, my learning experiences as my wife's caregiver in how to respond to behavior changes are documented in each book.

Many articles have been written about Alzheimer's disease and its symptoms, but little has been written about how to care for a loved one in the home from the perspective of a home caregiver with no experience or guidance. I was aware that it was important to note my experiences in real-time, knowing that I would not be able to remember them through my emotions as time went on. I continued to document my successes and failures in defending my wife to share with other home caregivers who might be new to this journey.

No, because taking notes in real-time during the same day when events occurred allowed me to go into detail, details I am certain would be difficult to remember as time went on. I realized that in this way, I could help other home caregivers who were as unprepared as I was.

My wife couldn’t speak, so I never knew how she felt or if she was sick. She was diagnosed with three UTI infections within three months, and she was hospitalized each time. During her first infection, she fainted suddenly and became unconscious while we were sitting at the kitchen table. I called an ambulance, and the paramedics revived her before taking her to the emergency room. She slowly recovered.

Before going to bed, I always checked up on her to see if she was sleeping. I heard her breathing with an unusual sound coming from her chest. My son and I rushed her to the hospital, and it was confirmed that she needed oxygen due to COVID-19. She was diagnosed with pneumonia and was hospitalized. I stayed beside her 24/7, as I slept on a couch in her room. I also caught COVID-19, but I didn't seem to care. I couldn’t leave her alone. I wasn’t sure if this was the "beginning of the end." We both slowly recovered.

Every night I prayed, “Please God, don’t take me before her, and when you do take her, take me the next day.”

If we had a good day, I always asked Him, “Please, just one more day like today.” I was always afraid of “tomorrow.” Every night, after tucking her in bed and saying “goodnight” to her, it felt like I was saying “goodbye.”

This Review posted on Amazon made a meaningful impact on my writing.
“Sammie Marsalli offers a heartfelt and deeply personal account of his journey as a full-time caregiver for his wife, battling the devastating effects of Alzheimer’s. Driven by a profound love and determination to preserve her sense of identity, Marsalli shares practical strategies he developed to maintain her connection to herself and their family amidst the challenges of the disease. His candid reactions reveal a tireless commitment to protecting her dignity, even in the face of uncertainty.
Marsalli emerges as a compassionate advocate for Alzheimer’s caregivers, emphasizing the irreplaceable role they play in real-time care and emotional support. His approach to counseling is rooted in empathy, creativity, and adaptability, focusing on practical problem-solving rather than one-size-fits-all solutions. His priorities lie in fostering connection, mitigating distressing symptoms like “blank-stare moments,” and honoring the humanity of both the patient and the caregiver.
This book is not only a testament to the resilience of the human spirit but also an invaluable resource for caregivers seeking guidance in preserving identity and maintaining meaningful interactions. Marsalli’s narrative underscores the transformative power of love, patience, and unwavering commitment in the face of one of life’s most profound challenges.
Based on its rich emotional depth, practical value, and advocacy for Alzheimer’s caregivers, "Holding On To Her Identity: Losing My Wife to Alzheimer’s" deserves a solid 5 out of 5 stars. Sammie Marsalli's compassionate and creative approach, coupled with his profound dedication, makes this book both an inspiring read and a vital guide for those facing similar challenges.
What’s most important to know about Sammie Marsalli’s book, Holding On To Her Identity: Losing My Wife to Alzheimer’s, is its dual focus on emotional connection and practical caregiving strategies. Here are the key takeaways:
Core Message: The book emphasizes the importance of preserving the identity and dignity of individuals living with Alzheimer’s, even as the disease progresses.
Practical Strategies: Marsalli shares creative, adaptable caregiving methods that focus on fostering connection and reducing distress for both the caregiver and the person with Alzheimer’s.
Empathy and Advocacy: His narrative highlights the irreplaceable role of caregivers, advocating for their emotional well-being and providing insight into how to navigate the challenges of caregiving with resilience and love.
Emotional Depth: Marsalli’s deeply personal account inspires and comforts caregivers by showing how patience, love, and commitment can make a meaningful difference in an otherwise difficult journey.
Audience: This book serves as both a source of guidance for caregivers and a testament to the power of human connection, making it valuable for anyone touched by Alzheimer’s, whether directly or indirectly.
If you're looking for an empathetic, practical, and inspiring resource on Alzheimer's caregiving, this book offers a wealth of wisdom.”

No, every caregiver’s journey is different. Alzheimer’s victims respond differently to the same stage of this disease. Each caregiver develops an independent path to manage these behavior changes. My guide is only one path, but no path is “set in stone.” Rather, we share experiences from each other's journey, as there is always something new we can borrow from each other to help us in our caregiving.

Try to get inside the “dementia bubble” of their loved one. Remember that what is logical to you is not necessarily logical to them. Avoid arguing and anger. Frustration can come easily. A lot of patience is needed. Exercise and constant interaction are critical. When it is possible, feed self-esteem with praise. Show your love even with the simplest gestures.

Talking Connects
I am constantly talking to her even though she doesn't speak. She must always hear my voice. She will look at me, a look I know when she understands, or she will smile. We are connecting. Sometimes she will repeat one of my words. We are connecting. She must never forget my voice.
Walks Connect
Our daily walks are so important because they enable us to connect more than any other time of the day. I will ask her to take my arm and walk beside me, and she does. I am always talking to her as we walk to the plaza.
Praising Connects
Self-Esteem became vital and key to combat any possibility of depression. It was so important to me for my wife to feel happy about herself and consequently joy with life. I was always congratulating her and praising her for something.
Touching Connects
Touching is key in transmitting a connection. Her holding my arm or hand, or me patting her on the back or shoulder, is connecting and transmitting affection. Sometimes I extend my hand to make it available and she will grab and hold it. Embracing is connecting.
Basic Tasks Connect
I constantly try to ask her to do something, and she always does, following through with simple basic tasks. She will do everything I ask her to do in her silence. We are connecting. I attempt to discover what she can do and what may interest her, and I get her to participate in simple domestic tasks.
Humor Connects
Humor is very important throughout the day. I try to make simple jokes to get her to smile or laugh. She laughs at herself when I highlight something funny she did. We are connecting.
Exercising Connects
In the plaza, we play handball at a short distance, as she truly enjoys hitting the ball back and forth to me. Her reflexes are great. She immediately starts smiling as we play. We are connecting.

When I was writing, I was reliving the many emotional pains with the complicated situations that I was faced with, which made it difficult for me to continue on.

Now that I have published this book, it has been comforting to know that I am able to share my journey, hopefully to help other caregivers with a “shortcut” to avoid some of their emotional suffering.

I wasn't sure how my wife saw me. She was starting to see me as the father of her children, but did she see me as her husband? I never asked her or said, “I am your husband, or you are my wife.” I never went that far,ever. I decided to simply “pretend” she understood our relationship. I think I was so scared of that question and what would happen if she didn't know. I probably would be devastated, so I ignored the issue and just acted normally. Her interaction with me, including her holding my hand during our walks, arranging my collar in the elevator, kissing frequently, and looking for me in the house to accompany her, was "enough for me."

The question, “Who is your husband?” or teaching her who I was, was not necessary as long as we were always interacting with each other. I only had her facial expressions and gestures to measure her reactions, as she was unable to speak. I was constantly trying to read her eyes. Fortunately, I was always able to feel her affectionate interaction, which allowed me to just act normally as her husband.

Then I realized, “What about us?” Our 44 years of marriage, does she remember that past? She recognizes and knows me well, but how far back? Did our marriage begin in 1979 or 2017 when she was diagnosed? I was unsure where I was in her memory or how she saw me as her friend, husband, or third-party caregiver. I felt that I had to make sure she realized I was at least her “best friend” and cared for her. I wasn’t sure how she identied me. It really didn't matter to me what “my label” was to her, as long as she interacted with me as always and felt she could always depend on me. I knew that I had to earn her feelings of dependence on me and somehow realize she was my wife without dictating, “I am your husband, you are my wife.” These are phrases not to be memorized. That would never work.

Reading Her Eyes
Since my wife is unable to speak, I can only try to read her eyes and try to detect her emotions. Her eyes do indeed speak. I often see stress and frustration when she is trying to say something and answer me when she can't, as she understands 99.9% of every conversation. At that moment, I respond according to my perception as I give her the answer she might be trying to say. I am guessing, but it is imperative to avoid stress and provide comfort with a positive tone.
Her eyes often speak with a blank stare, a complete disconnect from us and her surroundings. Often there is an “I don't know look” and a “yes, I know look.” I have learned to read her eyes to give me clues about what she is thinking and what she wants to say. I am, undoubtedly, relying on my intuition and perception to respond. Her eyes never speak anger or sadness. On rare occasions, she expresses happiness with a very brief smile. It's her eyes that keep us “speaking” to each other, and I can see and feel her eyes trying to talk to mine. I sometimes see frustration when she is trying to do something, and she is unable to do so. Reading her eyes for expression is all I've got, and this can be tough emotionally for any caregiver husband like me.
My greatest frustration is her eyes that never say, “I don’t feel well,” or “I am in pain.”
Speaking With Affection
She speaks with affectionate gestures, which are the most important for me. She will unexpectedly grab my hand and hold on at any time of the day, when we take our walks, having lunch at the kitchen table, or at night when I tuck her in bed. Furthermore, she doesn't want to let go. Even when I bawl her out for something out of my frustration, she will grab my neck and hug me as if to say, “I know, you are right.” She kisses and hugs me at the slightest gesture on my part, to which I am always ready to respond in kind. This is the one moment I know how she feels, and I am thrilled because it means she is speaking and “connecting” with me.
Speaking With A Smile
When I see her smile, this means she is happy, so I am constantly searching for ways to provoke this expression of happiness. I did nd a guaranteed smile. When we leave the beauty shop every Thursday, walking down the street back to our car, I sing to her with a loud chant, “How beautiful you look,” and she repeats my words, imitating my chant and laughing. At the street corner, waiting for the stoplight to change, she grabs me with a hug and a kiss.

I regret that I started this journey without getting any information. I was responding to every behavioral change “on the fly” only with my intuition and logic. I later realized that information was the best defense from the very beginning to learn what may lie ahead and how I may react.

Yes, I am currently in the process of writing another book focusing on my caregiving challenges with other aspects of this disease.

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