Dementia is no fun, but it can be funny. It looks like a coping mechanism by others to find humour in those difficult situations. It's hard living beside a dementia patient. But I'll always find the humour.
My Step-Grampy became hospitalized and died with dementia. On Mom's side. My Step-uncle died very young with it. On my Father's side. All of it is so sad. Both sides of my family with the illness.
The illness is a lot like my Multiple Sclerosis in many ways. The familiar is often recognized. Change totally screws me up. At 3pm I feel weird and tired beyond belief. My memory is recalling nothing or at least very little. Moving here was a big and tiring change. It is a necessary change I'd need to make eventually,
My brain hurts.
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