Alzheimer’s sucks but; then again, so does old age. This has been an ongoing issue and will continue to be. I hate the fact that my mom is going through both. If my mom makes it until June, she’ll be 87 years old. It’s not the age that makes her old, it’s that it’s combined with Alzheimer’s. This horrible disease is debilitating, slowly suffocating the life out of its victims.
Now it’s norm, when we visit, for my mom to smile but to not know who is in front of her. She does however continue to complain about not having money, not owning anything, and not having anything to do. No matter what we take her, she doesn’t want it nor is she interested! She can’t even tell you what she wants! It’s a struggle … it’s confusing … it’s frustrating.
Since I noticed feeling saddened after each visit, and becoming quite depressed, I found myself pulling away. It temporarily eased the pain but it didn’t resolve anything. Guilt is a beautiful thing (say it with sarcasm). The fact of the matter is there’s no right or wrong answer. Nothing makes the situation better at all.
My intention is not necessarily to drag this topic throughout my blog. Although, lately it seems to be all I’m talking about. It’s because it takes up so much of my life.
To my loyal readers: please tell me when this topic is getting boring. Some of you want updates not a book, and I totally get it.