My Grandpa wasn't well with Alzheimers and vascular dementia for about a decade before he passed and whilst there was a lot of good in that time, there were some truly awful bits for everyone involved.
After he passed my Dad and I tried to avoid the conversation of "it runs in the family; this is going to happen to us" on a couple of occasions, and I don't know about yourself, but I've had that thought hanging over me ever since.
I was extremely lucky and the nursing home let me basically live there for the last week; I couldn't bare him being left alone. After a week of no sleep I found myself shuffling around the unit almost delirious at 4am and actually had a moment of "how do I know I'm the visitor and not the resident?" Would I actually know when it comes my turn - maybe it'd be better if I didn't.
I suppose it's almost analogous with "Did I ever come down after taking that drug?". I've broken plenty of bones and that really doesn't phase me, but the idea that I'd stop being able to reason my way through something terrifies me. I wish you absolutely all of the best.
I started suffering some dementia. Was put on Alzheimer Medicane that helped little. Note: late 30s.
Turned out it was a clotting problem. Genetic Factor 5 Leiden. I was having minor strokes a couple times a week. Each time would take about a month to recover mentally. But having them faster then that.
Completely cleared up as soon as I went on blood thinners.
Later I learned whole extended family had been through this.
Dementia can have many causes, sometimes itβs something we know about, but hard to diagnosis.
Yes, terrifies me too, my dad, grandma, uncles all had it. This shows it's running in our family, I can get tested but I prefer not too. I just don't want to know.
The problem you also have with dementia/Alzheimer's is that it hard to be able to do euthanasia. I know some people are against this, but I am happy that my country offers this choice. I would probably go for it.
It's absolutely terrifying. My grandfather also had it, and it's terrifying to me that I might end up like him in 40 years or less. I honestly don't know what I'd do if I ever did get diagnosed with it. Unfortunately, my father refuses to discuss it and the possibility he might be at risk, even though he's slowly getting closer to the age my grandfather was when he was diagnosed.
My Grandpa wasn't well with Alzheimers and vascular dementia for about a decade before he passed and whilst there was a lot of good in that time, there were some truly awful bits for everyone involved.
After he passed my Dad and I tried to avoid the conversation of "it runs in the family; this is going to happen to us" on a couple of occasions, and I don't know about yourself, but I've had that thought hanging over me ever since.
I was extremely lucky and the nursing home let me basically live there for the last week; I couldn't bare him being left alone. After a week of no sleep I found myself shuffling around the unit almost delirious at 4am and actually had a moment of "how do I know I'm the visitor and not the resident?" Would I actually know when it comes my turn - maybe it'd be better if I didn't.
I suppose it's almost analogous with "Did I ever come down after taking that drug?". I've broken plenty of bones and that really doesn't phase me, but the idea that I'd stop being able to reason my way through something terrifies me. I wish you absolutely all of the best.