I think that one of the cruelest results of the fall of man is Alheimer’s/dementia. Seeing the light leave someone’s eyes is so sad.
Isabella and I went to The Cafe this morning for breakfast. A couple of weeks ago we had met a senior citizen by the name of Edith. We chatted a little bit and I told her I would look for her to have breakfast with her some time in the future. Well, she was there this morning and she did not remember meeting us. We sat with her to keep her company but it was not a good day for her. She apologized for not being good company and repeated herself several times. When she did, I treated it as if it was the first time she had said it. It costs me nothing to help her keep her dignity, right?
This disease first entered my life with my grandfather. Caring for him was turning my beloved grammie into an old woman before her time and it is only now that I can look back and realize that I did not go away to college for a reason. God knew that my gram, my best friend, would need me. Out of 365 days in a year I must have been to her house at least 300 of them just giving her a break in the routine. She appreciated it so much and I know that she loved me as much as I loved her.
Now my f-i-l has it. Not as badly as Gramp but it is still a trial for my m-i-l. We try to visit them often, especially with the baby. I see the struggle. It’s trying to treat the questions the same every time they are asked that is so wearing.
If you know someone who is a caregiver for a loved one with dementia please try to visit them on a regular basis. This will bless you greatly.