Dad's winter driving lessons/nagging being brought into stark relief today: Another local family lost two teenagers in an icy-roads crash on their way to school this morning.
Dad's winter driving lessons/nagging being brought into stark relief today: Another local family lost two teenagers in an icy-roads crash on their way to school this morning.
I've often told my family if this starts to happen to me, strap a backpack on me, kiss me goodbye and drop me off in the woods somewhere. I wouldn't want to put them or me thru that.
I think I'd prefer lots of morphine, and a really good pair of headphones.
got an older friend sliding into dementia
one of the most wonderful people i have known
watching her essence slowly evaporate is heart-breaking...
I've often told my family if this starts to happen to me, strap a backpack on me, kiss me goodbye and drop me off in the woods somewhere. I wouldn't want to put them or me thru that.
Location: 543mileswestofParadis,1491miles east of Gender:
Posted:
Feb 16, 2022 - 6:33am
rgio wrote:
Coaxial wrote:
Yes indeed! Our problems started with a couple of small strokes and then a broken hip that required surgery. The anesthetic really seemed to push her way down the road of no return.
Our situation had no physical events....just a steady, relentless, silent erosion of abilities. It was textbook in some ways...small forgetfulness lead to speech issues, to thinking my father had broken into the house. Not so fast forward to today; mobility is gone and seemingly simple subconscious tasks like chewing don't register. At some point, she's going to forget to breathe or swallow, or whatever else. It's brutal. And in that, yesterday there were extended periods of eye contact. A familiarity and comfort to suggest some sort of recognition and understanding. Others don't seem to get that. I don't know if it's because I look like my father... or in some ways her father...or because I was her favorite (ask my brother and sisters or my wife)... but there are moments that feel like "she knows". And then she turns to look at something else and is lost again in her own silent world.
Yes indeed! Our problems started with a couple of small strokes and then a broken hip that required surgery. The anesthetic really seemed to push her way down the road of no return.
Yes indeed! Our problems started with a couple of small strokes and then a broken hip that required surgery. The anesthetic really seemed to push her way down the road of no return.
Our situation had no physical events....just a steady, relentless, silent erosion of abilities. It was textbook in some ways...small forgetfulness lead to speech issues, to thinking my father had broken into the house. Not so fast forward to today; mobility is gone and seemingly simple subconscious tasks like chewing don't register. At some point, she's going to forget to breathe or swallow, or whatever else. It's brutal. And in that, yesterday there were extended periods of eye contact. A familiarity and comfort to suggest some sort of recognition and understanding. Others don't seem to get that. I don't know if it's because I look like my father... or in some ways her father...or because I was her favorite (ask my brother and sisters or my wife)... but there are moments that feel like "she knows". And then she turns to look at something else and is lost again in her own silent world.
Yes indeed! Our problems started with a couple of small strokes and then a broken hip that required surgery. The anesthetic really seemed to push her way down the road of no return.
Our situation had no physical events....just a steady, relentless, silent erosion of abilities. It was textbook in some ways...small forgetfulness lead to speech issues, to thinking my father had broken into the house. Not so fast forward to today; mobility is gone and seemingly simple subconscious tasks like chewing don't register. At some point, she's going to forget to breathe or swallow, or whatever else. It's brutal.
And in that, yesterday there were extended periods of eye contact. A familiarity and comfort to suggest some sort of recognition and understanding. Others don't seem to get that. I don't know if it's because I look like my father... or in some ways her father...or because I was her favorite (ask my brother and sisters or my wife)... but there are moments that feel like "she knows".
And then she turns to look at something else and is lost again in her own silent world.
Location: 543mileswestofParadis,1491miles east of Gender:
Posted:
Feb 16, 2022 - 5:30am
rgio wrote:
Coaxial wrote:
Dealing with the same with my Mother...
And mine. Far too many people are familiar with this.
Yes indeed! Our problems started with a couple of small strokes and then a broken hip that required surgery. The anesthetic really seemed to push her way down the road of no return.
I miss my sister who died recently. Yesterday was her birthday.
I feel sad for my other sister - her twin. They were, of course
so very close and I'm sure she is really feeling really bad now.
Location: 543mileswestofParadis,1491miles east of Gender:
Posted:
Jan 20, 2022 - 7:17pm
Manbird wrote:
I miss my sister who died recently. Yesterday was her birthday. I feel sad for my other sister - her twin. They were, of course so very close and I'm sure she is really feeling really bad now.
I miss my sister who died recently. Yesterday was her birthday. I feel sad for my other sister - her twin. They were, of course so very close and I'm sure she is really feeling really bad now.
I miss my sister who died recently. Yesterday was her birthday. I feel sad for my other sister - her twin. They were, of course so very close and I'm sure she is really feeling really bad now.
That is sad, but beautiful how much love you two must feel for her.
I know that fleeting feeling well. 
