Tortillas on a Thursday ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )i


I always love when my aunt comes to stay. She’s good company but my favorite part is her cooking! Oh man can she cook, my grandma used to be a pretty good cook too. One of my favorites growing up was my grandmother’s meatloaf. Another favorite she used to make was salmon patties, with tomatoes and noodles as the side. My mother is allergic to fish and shellfish. So it was always a treat for us when she went out of town. The reason we had to wait is because it would always stink up the front of the house my mother couldn’t handle it.


Grandma would always yell from the kitchen when dinner was ready. I remember running down the hall from her room as soon as I would hear that. A special dish she would make in the fall was cinnamon apples. You always had to wait til the Johnny apples were just right. I could make a blog about her cooking and all the dishes she used to make. That’s a beautiful thing about grandmothers too…. They’ll never let you go hungry (lol).

Back when I was in college grandma always made sure to load me up with snacks. I always had enough snacks to feed me and my friends. That’s the thing about her too, she was always thinking of others. Anytime my friends came over she always wanted to make sure they had something to eat and drink. She always taught me to tend to your house guest.

Some days I don’t always get to spend time with my grandma. So on those days I’ll tell a story from the past. For the time that I did see her today she seemed to be ok. She got her hair done. She’s always in a good mood once her hair is done. She’s had the same hairdo for as long as I can remember. One of my cousins used to remember her as “grandma with the curly hair” haha but that’s the way he remembered her.

Before she got up to go to her room for the night I at least asked if she had a good day. She said that she did and at the end of the day that’s all that matters. I won’t get to see her this weekend but that’s alright. She’ll have a good time at my aunts. I always look forward to telling her the latest that happened while she was gone. Grandma always said it wasn’t good to gossip but for some reason that woman always had the latest news.

With that being said I’m going to enjoy tonight’s dinner with a tortilla on the side….

“There’s someone at the door… “ (Memoirs w/ Hokte)

A little history over my grandmother. She is 87 years old. Anyone that knows her, knows she’s a joy to be around. She was always helpful and caring. Also let me tell ya… the woman is funny. She’s quick with the one liners, you wouldn’t even expect it. (Lol) I can go on forever about my grandma but this is a good introduction for now.


A typical evening with grandma consist of us watching the evening news, playing Wheel of Fortune, and eating whatever it is for dinner. Afterwards she usually watches anything on OETA, while I go for a run or watch tv in my room. This has been our routine for years. Now some days are different because of her condition so it’s always interesting to see how things play out…..

Last night proved to be something different than usual. We both went to bed around 10 o’clock. I always have to double check to make sure she took her medicine. She has a habit of telling you she did something but in reality, she never did it. So I do my routine inventory check to make sure she’s taken her medicine and that she had put her hearing aids up. I haven’t been getting decent sleep here recently. So I just so happen to be up around 12:30 when I heard grandma get up and out of her room.

All I could hear her say was that someone was knocking at the door. I replied “No there isn’t. I didn’t hear anyone knocking… No one is there.” She continue to hurry past me implying that there’s someone was at the door. I rushed to the front as she opened the door, luckily no one was outside. With that being said I had to check the windows and check the backyard to make sure no one was trying to break into the house. Our neighbors have recently had their cars broken into and you just never know these days what could happen.

After she shut the door, she just figured they had walked away…. Turns out no one was there to begin with. Once the commotion settled down my mother had asked me what happened. I guess I had waken her up while I was checking the windows. That’s when she told me, “Jess there was no one there.”

So it hit me last night as it has numerous times about my grandmother’s condition. After last night I opened the computer and started my research over the effects of Dementia and Alzheimer’s. I first recommend looking onto the website . The Alzheimer’s Association has numerous resources. I’ve also included a link that helped me understand the difference between Alzheimer’s and Dementia from the AARP.!4520!3!344150821138!b!!g!!%2Balzheimer%27s%20%2Bdementia.

After my readings for today I understand just a little bit more than I did coming into this care taking. It’s one thing to say you know someone with Alzheimer’s but its also another thing to experience first hand as a care taker.

Over all today was a good day with my grandmother. Here’s to another day with Hokte a blessing over all. We’ll see what awaits us tomorrow!

My First Post! ( Intro to Memoirs w/ Hokte)

Hello my name is Jessica Arkeketa! This first blog is just a little about me but mostly about my focus on the next 365 days. I’m 26 years old. I’ve recently moved back to Sand Springs, Oklahoma. I’ve moved home for a few reasons. The biggest reason was to help take care of my grandma. I’ve been pondering this idea of writing a blog. The following questions pop up….

What would I write about?

Who would care what I have to say?

Anxiety to the max but at the end of the day I will not regret taking the risk of writing this blog. I make it sound like I’m signing my life away to some major project ( lol ) but if you know me well enough 365 days is a commitment. Nonetheless I’ve taken the leap forward.

Like I said previously I have moved home to help take care of my grandma. She has Alzheimer’s and has progressed to the point she needs a constant care taker. My aunts have been staying during the week and weekends to watch over my grandma. But I figured I would help. I truly adore my grandmother and want to make the most of what time I have left. I want to document and enjoy the memories. I’m not sure if I have days, week, or months left with her. It’s a hard subject to discuss but I will always try to see the positives. I’ll be writing about my experiences with her and her progressing Alzheimer’s. For better or for worse this launches my project of Memoirs with Hokte.

Also I know I’m not the only having to go thru this as well. So hopefully this experience will help me or even someone else…