
Posted by Valerie
My grandmother had Alzheimers for 7 years and then she died a few years ago - which really was a blessing to her. I mean that in the best way, because the disease is so horrible that it snatches who a person really is. She began to get Alzheimers and things progressed rather slowly at first for her as I remember it, but then she began to forget things like where my aunt lived and drove past the exit realizing 10 miles later that she had gone too far.
She then began to forget other things over the years. She eventually forgot who I was and everyone else she loved. Sometimes she remembered her
caretaker, my mother, and sometimes she didn't. It got very difficult to watch my mother take care of her. It took all her time and attention. She could not do much without my grandmother because it scared my grandmother so badly when my mom did take a break. My mother did not complain at all, but her back went out about two months after my grandmother died.
Hopefully in future there will be a cure for this heartbreaking disease. My grandmother would be grateful to know that no one else needs to have their regular life taken from them. Although I am sure I will see her in heaven again, I miss her still, the real her that is, the women I remember as my grandmother, the best ever, until that disease and ultimately death took her from us.
Valerie
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