My gentle beautiful mother died of Alzheimer's disease, as did all three sisters and three brothers. One sister was in her early fifties when she was diagnosed. My mother was in her early sixties. It's a horrible disease of forgetting in the earlier stages - not a gentle befuddlement, but a forgetting filled with psychotic fears. Imagine waking up in your own bed day after day and having no idea where you are, who the people around you may be, what you are supposed to do, how you are supposed to communicate. It broke my heart to see my mother's descent into a living nightmare. Toward the end she cried out my name constantly without knowing what the name meant to her, or who I was when I tried to comfort her.
There is genetic testing for Alzheimer's, and I have discussed it with my doctor. But he is reluctant to recommend that I have the testing for mere peace of mind. He knows that for some people there are things worse than death. So I live my life, locking away my fear as we all must do, rarely examining it.
I tend to keep things light in this blog, and I wish I could tell a funny story about forgetting, but I can't minimize this fear yet. Later I'll take a deep breath and lock it back away. Maybe I should have claimed to have a fear of spiders.
Hello, i am actually in the same situation. My mother has alzheimer. She is lost in everything like not knowing what month we are. She almost can't walk anymore. She has troubles talking. I am lost and knowing one day she will mot recognize anymore. The is nothing i can do to help her I only can show that i love her until that day will come.ReplyDelete
I'm so sorry. I hope it gives you a little comfort to know that there are people who understand what you and your family are going through. Thanks for sharing that with me.Delete
Hugs, Dolly. It's a painful thing to have to experience. Thank you for having the courage to share.ReplyDelete
By the way, your photo is absolutely breathtaking.
Thank you for the hugs, the support, and the compliment.Delete
Big huge hugs and tight squeezes. That's all I have to say. Besides the fact I lubs ya.ReplyDelete
I love you too, April. By the way, that's one of your poses!Delete
So moving. Love you.ReplyDelete
Love you too, Ayla!Delete
Oh gosh I'm crying. Can't imagine how you live with that fear, you are a brave woman. *lots of hugs* and the picture is absolutely beautiful. <3ReplyDelete
It's like any of our fears, Berry. Mostly I don't think about it. What might happen in 10 or 20 years just isn't as important as what is happening now.Delete
Dolly, thank you for sharing with all of us. I think this comes really close as one of my top fears as well and I have medical reasons why it could happen, so I can relate 100%ReplyDelete
We'll just keep our fingers crossed and focus on the present! HugsDelete