Everyone
keeps checking in to see if I’m okay. Is it weird that I am okay? I don’t think I’m too broken because I was already broken
from the past years dealing with her health, mind, decline and so forth. I had already
lost my mother. She wasn’t dead but she could no longer really communicate,
respond or participate in life with me.
Yes,
I miss her terribly but I have for quite some time. I did not have a mother for
the last six years or so. She was already with Alzheimer when dad had his
stroke. The decline sped up after dad died and the last couple years.
I
read somewhere today that once you have Alzheimer you continue to decline until
death. That’s exactly what happened. It’s a sad cruel disease. It sneaks up on
you stealing little thoughts and memories. Then it begins to steal days and
eventually people, even your own family and best friends. Then it removes your
abilities to dress yourself, feed yourself and at some point interest in food
is gone completely. What surprises many people, is why Alzheimer kills; it is
the simple reason that the brain is the computer of a body. It tells the body
how to move, the lungs to breathe, the tongue and throat how to chew and
swallow and for heart to pump blood through the body. We take our bodies for
granted. God is a masterful artist, scientist, designer, and creator.
If
only God could tell us how to cure it. For years my family was terrified of
cancer. They wouldn’t even say the word. Now, every time someone forgets
something, they say, “It’s not that. I don’t have it.” Sadly, one of mom’s two remaining sisters is
following the same pattern. She can’t see it. She doesn’t want to start the
medicine. She doesn’t want to think about it, if she can.
This
is the many faces of Alzheimer.
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