A friend dropped by our home the other day. I had not seen her in awhile. She didn’t realize that I had been diagnosed with dementia. She was surprised at my halting speech and the way I struggled for words.
I decided to share some of the clippings of the writings I had been doing. She read them and got very quiet. She does not believe that I understand the gravity of my situation. She thinks I am trying to be too humorous about losing my mind.
Before I knew it, I was presented with a long list of friends and family of hers who had been diagnosed with dementia or Alzheimer’s.
She was very worried that I am not prepared for what lies ahead for me and my family.
My husband is struggling each day with me as well as my children. We cope the best way we can. I choose to do it with humor.
Trust me! I know my future is not rosy, and I feel for the people like me and their caregivers. It’s a difficult road and it is walked by many.
I am so thankful that today I woke up and knew my husband’s name, recognized my children and looked in the mirror and had a vague recollection of who I am! To find a light-hearted moment in my day and then to be able to write about it is good for me.
There are so many people out in the world who have my attitude. Allow us those moments.
The horror stories of what is to be can wait. We need to live for tomorrow with anticipation not trepidation!
Be supportive, and if you can’t be supportive, be silent.