The Story So Far

  • I'm a writer, photographer, consultant. Age 51. My father was a reporter and editor. Then he became something other than that. He died February 8, 2010 at 87. He was widowed in 2003. His decline started a little earlier. His sister died of Alzheimer's.

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julie

Yup, I say this so you know I know what goes on in your head. The nurse says to me, if his heart
stops do you want us to resusitate? We have already gone over this together and he does not
want that so I know the answer, but when she asks me out loud and I have to answer, my head feels like it is going to explode with the pressure of answering this one simple question which we
have already agreed upon. How does it come to this where I am in charge of life and death and determining what happens when? I send you the hope and strength that you can make these awful choices and know you are doing what is best for all.

Ian Lind

I was glad to find your blog.

I'm going through the same dance in Hawaii, and have started describing the process on my blog, www.iLind.net, which typically focuses on Hawaii media and politics.

Here's a link to recent entries dealing with my dad's dementia.
http://ilind.net/category/aging-dementia/

I so much appreciate finding your site.

-Ian Lind
Kaaawa, Hawaii

Shu

Bless you and yours as you take the next HUGE step - it is one of the most emotional because of the conflicting feelings that also get tossed together with the vinegar of anger at the blasted Alzheimer's, that demon thief. I'm so proud and impressed of the work and research you've done so thoroughly, thoughtfully, and with such an eye for kindness and love for your father.

If I lived in your area, I'd take the kitties, no matter what Chick said :-) The impact on the innocent critters is such a sad by-product of the rest of the Alz's tragedy.

Crossing my fingers for as smooth sailing as possible as things begin to move now.

Best,
Shu

Cathy

Alan, my heart goes out to you. I know what you are going through as I am in the very same process. I'm moving my Mom into an Assisted Living Facility that has continuing care as I have reached the limits of my ability to keep her safe at home. She has fallen a couple of times in the last two weeks and she can't get up when she falls. It is hard to keep on from one task or form to the next. My Mom is adjusting to the fact that she needs care, but she sure doesn't like it!

hautkrebs

I think it is one of the most emotional because of the conflicting feelings that also get tossed together with the vinegar of anger at the blasted Alzheimer's, that demon thief. I'm so proud and impressed of the work and research you've done so thoroughly, thoughtfully, and with such an eye for kindness and love for your father.

Alan G. Ampolsk

Thanks, hautkrebs - I appreciate all your comments.

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