My father's 1253-day journey through Alzheimer's Disease (AD) and my feelings about it. My parents have both died and this blog is over, but it's staying up forever. Thank you for reading.
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
(picture) Mom & Dad
Mom & Dad 2004 --on my birthday, no less, taken at the Mystic Aquarium. Those with Alzheimer's are still people, with thoughts, feelings and families. They are not monsters that should be locked away from society.
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I'll peek in here when I can. This country is something else these days... And medicine??? Whew! Talk about high magic... not to mention out the roof... more observing? 81 daze ago was my illusionary birthday... and words don't even begin to describe the seeming "unfairness" of who and what and why... I guess we need this a lot. I'm not into sleeping in a tent right now... and watching tv!!! I hope this moniter is as flat as I get...
My father's 1253-day journey through Alzheimer's Disease (AD) and my feelings about it. All material is copyrighted by Gevera Bert Piedmont (except where noted and where quoted from other sources); please do not repost without permission.
"The cost of Alzheimer's? Everything you ever owned, everything you ever thought you would get, and things you never even thought about."
"It's a long, slow slide into oblivion, with no brakes."
"If this was a paper journal, the ink would be running with tears."
"Imagine a really beautiful, perfect statue, left out in the wind and rain for centuries, to be worn away, until it’s only retained the shape of a person, not any of the individuality. That’s what Alzheimer’s did to my father. It wore him away, all the sharp edges and crisp points that made him Bob, who loved his family and his pets and his raspberry bushes, and turned him into a fearful person with a vague and confused stare."
"It's a nasty disease, surrounded by shadows and small, largely unseen tragedies."--Terry Pratchett
My parents
This is a reminder that Alzheimer's disease affects real people, real families. My dad wasn't a monster, just a man whose brain was slowly eaten by a terrible disease.
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I'll peek in here when I can. This country is something else these days... And medicine??? Whew! Talk about high magic... not to mention out the roof... more observing? 81 daze ago was my illusionary birthday... and words don't even begin to describe the seeming "unfairness" of who and what and why... I guess we need this a lot. I'm not into sleeping in a tent right now... and watching tv!!! I hope this moniter is as flat as I get...
4/4 common time... 3/4 a waltz then?
Thanks! I no longer feel so isolated in dealing with a family member who has AD. I look forward to your next entry.
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