When Katrina hit New Orleans, dementia and Alzheimer's hit our family in a big way (D3 Gold). It had been creeping along but it was then that I fully realized we had a massive storm in the works.
The journey has only gotten harder over the years. One watches the people one loves disappear while a stranger stands there looking at one with tears in eyes for both people.
At this point in time, both folks are warehoused in a skilled nursing facility. I feel that the facility has gotten worse over time with staff turnover and some patient turnover too. There is nothing uplifting about it although I still make efforts to bring happy pictures, ice cream, cookies, treats, and some laughter. I do also want to bring a bar of soap and a facecloth along with a hairbrush most of the time but I would need a truckload of those items. I try to stay cheerful and upbeat. But if I don't play something great on the car CD player on the drive home or do something good for myself afterwards, I would just break down and cry a river of tears.
I still make efforts to be helpful to the staff and sometimes bring enough goodies that staff are welcome to them too (Diablo iii Gold). But, for me, the heartbreak of Alzheimer's is that you lose the one you love over and over and over again. You just lose them in bits and pieces so it is torture. One good day does make up for many bad days but as time passes, there are fewer good days.
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