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Lady_Wu · 07-27-2010, 11:26 PM

Tonight it really hit home that a loved one is losing himself to dementia. We don't know if it is Alzheimers or some other type, but that doesn't rally really matter. What matters is seeing the rich person he was fade away as he slips further away from us. Where once he used to be a Martial Artist (Soke Roshi Shihan) and a brilliant medical medical researcher and teacher, now he spends most of his days in a state of sleep so deep that it is almost unconsciousness. When he does have a day of wakefulness, he cannot remember how to do the simplest things-use the microwave, compose an email, or even really feed himself. He must be constantly be watched lest he take an overdose of insulin, wander outside, or other behavior dangerous to himself. So sad that sometimes I go into the bathroom just to cry. Mom and I are his only caretakers. We really don't know what we should do. He has left strict instructions that no matter what, he is not to be taken to a hospital. He is frightened of strangers, now even of his own brother. We just do our best and take things one day at a time. Sigh...
Lady_Wu

07-27-2010, 11:26 PM	#198
Lady_Wu Member How Do You Identify?: OFOS Queer Stone femme Preferred Pronoun?: M'Lady Relationship Status: given up looking sigh Join Date: Apr 2010 Location: somewhere buried under a pile of books Posts: 197 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 285 Thanked 300 Times in 105 Posts Rep Power: 155956	Watching a loved one lose self Tonight it really hit home that a loved one is losing himself to dementia. We don't know if it is Alzheimers or some other type, but that doesn't rally really matter. What matters is seeing the rich person he was fade away as he slips further away from us. Where once he used to be a Martial Artist (Soke Roshi Shihan) and a brilliant medical medical researcher and teacher, now he spends most of his days in a state of sleep so deep that it is almost unconsciousness. When he does have a day of wakefulness, he cannot remember how to do the simplest things-use the microwave, compose an email, or even really feed himself. He must be constantly be watched lest he take an overdose of insulin, wander outside, or other behavior dangerous to himself. So sad that sometimes I go into the bathroom just to cry. Mom and I are his only caretakers. We really don't know what we should do. He has left strict instructions that no matter what, he is not to be taken to a hospital. He is frightened of strangers, now even of his own brother. We just do our best and take things one day at a time. Sigh... Lady_Wu __________________ I'm the Yin in the Yang and the Yang in the Yin.