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you know how people say- "you won't know how bad it is until you have to deal with it".. and i do agree, but for the most part, i can prepare myself for about 90-95% of a bad position to be in..
but dementia is one of those things that would totally throw me off if i had to deal with it personally with a family member, no matter how much i try to imagine being in that situation
Had it happen with family members and - while I wasn't that close to them - watching them lose themselves, quality of life, and dignity is horrifying. In one case, it's been a long process over a decade or more, with slight ups and downs, and you have to prepare yourself for what you'll think is the end again and again.
It's no way to live, either for the individual or those around them.
My grandpa and my grandma (separate sides of the family) both had severe dementia before death. I've been very clear with loved ones that if it ever happens to me, I fully support being euthanasized. The fear and pain I saw them live with was too much. Grandpa would forget his wife (my other grandma) had already passed away and would ask where she is. And my grandma would wake up in the middle of the night terrified cause her husband (my other grandpa) was in the bed with her but she didn't know who he was. I don't want to spend my last years in that same hell.
This sounds heartbreaking and terrifying. My Grabdma had just a few days of hazyness when she was getting older but one of the absolute worst experiences I had was when she asked me where her Grandson (my cousin) was and I had to remind her that he wasn't alive anymore and than see something break inside her again.
It's really hard to know what to do in these situations, so I just want to say for anyone else reading, sometimes it's totally okay to just lie to people who are not in sync with reality! Where is so-and-so? Driving/on a plane/vacation and can't pick up their phone, but they're fine and they send their love. Making someone who is already suffering also experience grief in real time can be really hard on them emotionally and physically, can ruin their day for no good reason, and can also introduce a lot of terrible stress hormones that will keep making them feel sad and anxious without knowing why if they subsequently forget about the death again.
Absolutely, she never had such hazy moments before and I really wasn't equipped or prepared for it so I just told her the truth in my moment of confusion and really did regret it shortly after.
It really does put you on the spot, doesn't it? Having very recently been in a remarkably similar circumstance, though, I'd be willing to bet that you being physically there was a comfort for her that far outweighed a moment of imperfect response, so I do hope you've long since forgiven yourself.
Assisted suicide in those pod things sounds kinder than losing every part of yourself to an incurable disease as you wither away and forget your life and anyone you care about.
Which is part of why I believe we should be allowed to choose when we get to go. We shouldn't have to die in pain, or with no memories of who the people around us are. Especially not just to please the ones keeping us here. I have seen to many families demand we save family members who have no life beyond a machine. Or to be pulled back to still have dementia, cancer or other health issues that are horrible.
My Mother lasted 6 months after she stopped remembering who I was, those six months were just her body dying slowly. It was horrible and I don’t think any family or person should have to go through that.
It's one of those things where both the moral and the pragmatic seem to line up, to some extent. If you are only going to suffer, your condition is incurable, and you're going to need to be looked after as you lose your independence, why should the choice not be yours?
I know there is the argument that it could be abused - that you could be bullied into it by family. But if you're in a situation where you're tied into an abusive living situation where someone would even try to make you do it - on top of dying of a terminal condition - , what quality of life is that?
Knowing that dementia runs in my family makes me so genuinely scared for the future. Chances are I'll have to deal with it whether I have it or someone I'm close to does. Shit's scary.
It's also a reminder that we are supposed to die around 40-50 years old.
I’d hate to hear your outlook after learning about childhood diseases.
Children don't matter. /s
Most dementia doesn't start at 40-50 what are you talking about
That's my point...
Backyard, shotgun, please.
Wish I didn’t read this at this hour. Dementia is one of my deepest fears. Oddly terrifying indeed.
Dementia for yourself, or dementia in someone you care about?
The answer is a resounding “yes”
yes
Watched my grandma die from dementia. I avoid thinking about it because it enrages me that she had to die from her organs shutting down because somehow that's more ethical than giving her a peaceful end, you know, before she became terrified 24/7 and had to be drugged up to her eyeballs. Because I guess that's life worth living. I hope society is kinder to me.
I have every sympathy for you my friend.
We lost my Dad just over a year ago.
He was in the early stages of dementia and going downhill quite rapidly with the confusion thing.
He was taken ill quite suddenly and died less than 48 hours later from pneumonia caused by an undetected existing condition that, once detected, was far too advanced to treat.
The idea of oncoming dementia terrified him. It terrified my mum. It terrified me. It terrified my son that one day his adored Grandpa wouldn't know who he was.
I miss my Dad horribly but I'll take his quick and painless death over the alternative every day of the week.
I hope this won't come out the wrong way, but I'm so glad for him and your family that your dad died quickly! It's never exactly good to go, but it could have gotten so much worse.
It doesn't come across the wrong way so have no worries on that account.
And rest assured that me and my loved ones fully agree with you.
We had a family friend who died about 6 months after my dad. He had had dementia for 12 years. For a good third of them he didn't know his wife of 50 years, his children or grandchildren. By the end he was fully incontinent, aggressive and violent. His family suffered so much for a decade or more and the selfish side of me, although it still misses dad, is glad we didn't have to face that. I had to deal with heartbreak once, our friends had to face it day after day with no end in sight.
My mom just died of cancer last month, I completely understand this sentiment. There's no excuse for why good people must have bad deaths.
Some people literally forgot how to breath
Wait, what? I thought breathing was regulated in the brain stem...how would dementia effect such a primitive and basic function?
Medula controls breathing and the data of nerves on how to inhale and exhale is storeded memory even if it's subconsciously. How else do you think you can breath consciously?
Conscious breathing would be controlled by the cerebellum, but I guess if the dementia/Alzheimer's has progressed enough it would eventually reach the brain stem. It's just hard to believe we're able to live long enough to even get to that point.
Yea did that once. Scariest 4 seconds of my life
Remember to write down your wish for when you can't make binding decision
You can thank the religious beliefs that all life is owned by God (including your own) for the legal restrictions there.
We can't just kill people.
Yes we can. We treat animals better than we treat our own family.
Not at current, but that's not to say that should therefore always be the case.
Why shouldn't someone staring down the barrel of an incurable disease that will ravage their body or their mind be able to opt out. To say "Nah, fuck that. I'm gonna spend my last months as good ones then check myself out" rather than drag on through torture for the sake of it
It's what I'd want. If I ever get diagnosed with something like Dementia and I can see the very essence of what makes me "me" fading - I'll be getting my shit in order, spending time with my family and doing myself in with dignity.
No, but we can slowly torture them and let them suffer needlessly for days or weeks while we stand around and pat ourselves on the back for protecting life. Hooray!
I watched my grandmother slowly turn into a vegetable and die over the course of week. She would stop breathing for 30 seconds at a time. She couldn't eat for the last four days, and we couldn't give her water or it would collect in her lungs. It's cruel and sick, and I wouldn't subject a dog to it, let alone another human being. People think they're doing something noble - helping the person enjoy life a bit more. But you're not prolonging their life, you're prolonging their death.
My grandma had Lewy body dementia. She lived 15+ years after diagnosis, but that’s thanks to the excellent 24/7 care by one of her daughters in her home. If she were in a home she wouldn’t have lasted 5. Dementia/Alzheimer’s is something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Imagine being in a state of constant fear because you are unfamiliar with everything/everyone around you. Overtime you loose basic mundane motor skills, such as using a fork/spoon, holding something in general to using a toilet, showering, brushing your hair or scratching an itch you might have. You have to 100% rely on “strangers” to survive. You’re unable to communicate what you want or need because you forget how to. Then there’s the moments of clarity, usually earlier in the day, where she could drink a cup of coffee, enjoy her familiar company and remember everything.
If the op of the screen shot were to read this, I’d suggest not taking her from the house while she’s lost. The best thing to do is get her mind off going home or whatever the issue might be, by introducing something she enjoys or make it seem exciting to be at a sleepover. Leaving her in the car could have been disastrous.
I also highly suggest having an attorney write up a power of attorney with her wishes clearly stated (from where she wants to live/care for her/foods she enjoys & habits she wants respected while she still has lucid days. Who is responsible for her medical decisions & finances. If you don’t have one and something happens… let’s say she got out of the car at the store, stripped her clothes off and screams she’s been kidnapped. The cops come & take possession of her. They put her in a mental institute, who will then transfer her to a state run facility (the worst) who automatically petition the courts to take control of her care & her social security to pay for her care. Shes $$ to these places, where she will stay in a bed, heavily sedated. Meanwhile, you will be under investigation for elderly abuse, have to prove otherwise & fight the state from taking possession in court.
not everyone wants to care for their elders and there's no moral obligation. "she's $$ to these places" stop the moralising, it's dangerous.
Guess you haven’t witnessed your share of some of these state run facilities to form an opinion.
No one is obligated to care for their parents, but the least one could do is find one that’s not an understaffed horror house. To each is own.
you're moralising again... age is always potentially horrible, growing old isn't for cowards. still, if you have people working in care who can't bear the load, abuse is the consequence. which is not preferrable over sedation
You're right, no one is obligated to do so, but there are people who WANT to. I don't want to take care of my mom when she's older because she's abusive, but I'm a CNA and I take care of other people's moms and dads. There is always someone out there who will care.
yes, and those people work in care homes. are the old people money to you because you work there? such a virtue signaling moralising crap heap of a comment gets called out, that's how the shit goes down. finally, the reality of caring for folks with dementia would probably fuck me up pretty quickly, it's a hard job. we're lucky if anyone's gonna do it. trying to make people do it who don't want to is a bad idea. better nobody does it then. even if that means they get sedated, there's worse things than sedation
No, they aren't money to me. I don't even get paid yet because I'm in the clinicals stage - basically an intern. It is extremely hard but taking care of people makes me feel good about myself, I don't see why that's bad. I don't even know what you're on about
then learn to read rofl, I've made myself super clear.
Excuse you?
Just because you're not equipped to handle dementia patients or willing to be a caretaker doesn't mean other people aren't. I don't get why you're saying we're forcing people to take care of dementia patients, because that's not what's happening here. I agreed with you on the fact that nobody is obligated to care for their elders...I reinstated the fact that if you don't want to care for them, there are people like me who will
so I might've overreacted slightly, wouldn't be my first time. sorry and bye
My grandma was my best friend growing up. She taught me all types of crafts and recipes, we spent every school day off together, and she was just amazing. She developed dementia and forgot all of us. One day, she was at our house and I made her a bowl of ice cream. Halfway through, she looked at me and said, "I think I'm supposed to know you but I have no idea who you are." It pretty much broke my heart.
We found out that my grandpa hid how bad things were She was getting up in the middle of the night and using the bathroom in the closet. He would wake up, clean everything, and give her a bath. They were together for 60 some years and she didn't know who he was at his funeral. It's a cruel disease that I wouldn't wish on anyone.
that ice cream story hurts because my mom is similar she thinks im a old friend from her childhood or one of her brothers or sisters and she is at the point where she has to remain in one of those homes its even worse cause i was only in high school when it started getting worse and those drugs stopped helping one day she somehow cut her self while i was at school and come home and was not able to be in the apartment for a week cause the managers had to get someone to clean up all the blood so i had to stay at my friends place and she was in the hospital for a few months which left me alone except for help from the mangers and then she eventually got moved to the home she is at now its been over 6 years since then and the mangers of the apartment with help from a church and a community center she volunteered at for i think 10 years have been paying for her to be there and making sure she is nice and compfy
My mom has esquizofrenia, and i always have been afraid of it manifesting on me
My aunt has tempofrontal dementia. It's been heartbreaking to see her go from a proud, confident person to someone who is afraid of everyone and everything.
My Grandma passed away on Sunday, she had a bad fall and caught three infections in the hospital within a week, she was very heavily sedated on drugs and although it feels unfair to take away her sense of self and personality of her last days, it still seemed more peaceful than her progressing dementia. She was only diagnosed about 8 months ago but she had some very upsetting times. Everybody told me not to take my children to visit and even refused to help transport us if I insisted, but we made our own way separately and she woke up briefly and gave them the biggest grin, and saw me at the end of the bed and gave me a big "Hello!", before falling back to sleep. She never woke up again but I'm grateful for our last touching moment together.
My grandfather (lived next door, more like a second dad) recently passed away due to dementia, it makes me sad because its almost like we lost him in mind before body, grieving him while he was still alive. I hate thinking about it and when I go in his art room I always find myself in tears.
My grandpa had to get moved into a home last year once he was diagnosed because he had several internal infections and would take his sleeping medication multiple times a night and the have pretty bad falls because of it.
He moved there in November from the hospital and died just after Christmas. My grandma says it was fast but I can remember years ago when he got lost in his own home after going to the toilet.
On my last visit he didn’t even recognise us and had lost most of his English speaking ability (Spanish as a first language) while repeatedly going into other peoples rooms thinking they were his. It was very surreal. Would not wish that kind of thing on anyone.
Had an aunt that died of dementia ,in her last moment ,she was fine , knew where she was , who she was , her age , her life story , whole thing but after a bit , she passed on
That is a beautiful solution for dementia. It is a horrible disease and is a constant struggle to adapt to. (I worked in a retirement facility and sometimes would be assigned the dementia ward.)
My grandpa (on my mom's side) and all his siblings have had very aggressive dementia. I'm not looking forward to experiencing it.
So sad to read
Fuck dementia 😥
My grandmother suffered from dementia for years before she passed. The last two years of her life I spent two nights a week with her, and those are some of my greatest memories. Her dementia effected her short term memory more than her long term. She never forgot me or my name, and remembered my kids but not their names. She called my son her curly haired boy.
She started getting bad headaches and her memory was getting worse so she was taken to the hospital, and they found a tumor that covered the right half of her brain. It had grown in a few months. We lost her 4 days later.
This happened to my aunt two nights before she passed. She wasn't at home and had been kidnapped and wanted my mom. I only saw her one time when she wasn't lucid, but to her she was back in Alabama with her brothers and sisters and parents.
My mom had some dementia before she died (in her late 80's). In the mornings, she used to read interesting news articles to me while we had coffee. One morning she found an article about Alzheimer's, read it to me, then said "thank god that didn't happen" I agreed. 5 minutes later she found it and read it again, "thank god that didn't happen" and one more time 5 minutes after that. I remember it fondly, she was well into her 80's and never forgot who we were.
😢 ❤️ 😢 ❤️ 😢. I am TERRIFIED that ill have to go through this with my mom. If its a true story I want that guy to win a free house.
this has made me cry
My grandpa didn't quite have dementia- but he'd been battling cancer for well over 15 years. (kept going through treatment, would be free of it a few years only for it to come back.) Eventually it found it's way to his brain in the form of a tumor. This affected his memories and perception of things.
First he began to forget his grandchildren one by one, starting with my younger brother.
Another day my mom was speaking to him and my dads birthday came up and my grandpa replied "What do you mean he's old? He's only 23." My dad was 42 at the time.
And the memory I think sticks out most to me was when he was confined to a hospital bed in his living room and he was near passing.
I was sitting next to him, holding his hand when he looked over at me and asked who I was.
I said I'm your granddaughter.
He said no I don't recognize you. Does this mean it's time for me to go?
I was pretty confused at the time though I think I understand what he meant better now 10 years later.
I saw “imposter” but no among us jokes here, genuinely nice to see no jokes on a serious topic
I've watched enough family members slide in their final years, and been around enough dementia hospice care, that I've long made plans for taking myself out before I reach that point. It's a living hell, and if you don't have a ton of money and a robust support network (AND EVEN THEN), it only gets worse and more painful the whole ride down.
IMO, the worst bits are when the wires line up and connect, and they're lucid for a bit. When you're 'in the fog,' you can be diverted, distracted. Distress can be managed by a skillful and patient caretaker. But during lucid periods, you have just enough of yourself left to collect together that for a few moments to a couple hours, you know there's something wrong with your brain. You're looking a loved one in the face KNOWING they're someone you've known and cherished for years, but you can't remember their name, or how you know them - a child, a spouse, a close friend, etc. You know any moment that you're going to slide back into the near oblivion of confusion and terror, with no clue if this is the last time you come back up, and even if you do, there'll be another unknown, unpredictable sliver of your memory, identity, personality, values, sliced away.
One of my friends' grandfather had dementia, and had to be monitored the entire time he was awake; any time he had a lucid period, he'd rush for the nearest sharp implement (knives, scissors) and start frantically stabbing at himself. "Let me die! Let me go! I don't want to do this anymore!" Then that same day, confused and in pain in a hospital bed, surrounded by strangers (his adult children) - where am I? Why can't I move?
If I ever start to suffer from dementia or Alzheimer’s, I’ll take an early exit. I don’t want to live like that.
My grandma had late stage Alzheimer's and she was exactly like this. My grandad had to stop her from actually taking out her suitcase to pack every day. She would yell that this isn't her home and she needs to go home.
It isn't even the worst part, the worst was when my grandad passed away and my grandma would ask every 20 minutes where he was only to have the horrifying reality hit her every time she remembered he was gone. You could see the pain twist in her facial expressions every time she remembered as if she was being told for the first time. It is bitter sweet she passed away a year after. I miss both my grandparents but I love to think they are in a better place together, cured from that evil disease.
I'll never forget the family Christmas party when we walked in and my Grandmother very politely asked my little brother "And who are you?"
Also when she would cry about her husband (who died in the 80's) leaving her, that was hard to explain.
Dementia is fucked up. And I'm so sorry for anyone who has to watch a family member deteriorate like that.
If I start showing signs of dementia in my 80' or 90's, just kill me. I don't want my mind to die before my body.
We dont subject animals to this cruel and unusual punishment
This kind of hell makes me wanna buy a gun with one bullet, I'm not putting my loved ones thru this
My maternal grandpa suffered from Alzheimer's disease, and he too did stuff like that
My mother-in-law suffered for over 10 years.
My father-in-law passed away from cancer in 2016. On the day of his funeral, she died. Even though she didn't know who anyone was or what was going on, somehow she knew he was fine and she didn't need to hang on.
Family friend had this same scenario. Parent with dementia refused to believe they were home. Friend drove around the block for about 10 minutes and then their parent says “Are you ok, dear? I didn’t want to say anything but we’ve just been driving around the block for hours.”
My grandpa died just before the pandemic from failing health due to dementia. He had been in a home for a couple years. He saw 1 of his great grandkids before he passed. He didn't realize who she was though.
This shit is up there with cancer on how terrible of a disease it is. I've had family succumb to alsehimers, I'd rather shoot myself then have my family watch me go from me, to human, to shell, then dieing. Fucking scourge of the earth
I work in a nursing home for dementia this is my workday and it explains the disease quite accurately :(
My great grandma once wandered out of her house at night and someone saw her and called the police. She told them her husband had been kidnapped. He’d been dead since before I was born and I was about 16 at the time.
My father has it. He is gone. 100% dependent, can’t understand cant speak clearly. Basically he is brain dead, fortunately he can still move around but I dont think it will last.
He still asks to go home, he is home. He cant recognize us anymore. We are numb. All those things are very sad but the all the mourning already happened.
He is only 66 and it begun 5 years ago. It was just “where is my wallet? i lost it” and now he needs a spoon to eat.
Patience to deal with this is a struggle. Some people say: “its like a child” No its not. Children LEARN, dementia DE-LEARN
The void opens in the back of your mind. Just out of sight. Swallowing little peices of you. By the time it's taken enough to notice it's already taken the part that can tell.
One of the only decease that you, as the patient, dont suffer as much as your family members will
Any other animal would be put down if its brain was that fried. Why do we allow humans to suffer?
My mother had, what they assumed, was Luey Body Dementia. Luckily she didn't develop the common forgetting who I was. She maintained roughly a status quo for about three to four years, and then in one year took a complete nosedive and died in May. So there weren't a ton of stories like the above really, but there is one: We were standing in the kitchen, and she asked where we were. I said "the kitchen" and she said "no, whose house is this?". I replied that it was hers. She looked around, and said "I thought I would have done better..."
She never wanted to go home, instead she started thinking that the house had been sold and she was being kicked out of it. For the most part she took care of most of her stuff: laundry, animal upkeep, showers, washing her hair. We put her on meals on wheels so she had food, plus I had meal prepped stuff. I was there from Saturday through the next week and would go back to my place an hour away on the following Sunday. After a call about the above, I stayed with her for several months until I couldn't take care of her by myself anymore and put her in a nursing home. I'm honestly not sure I'll ever forgive myself for that even though I know it's what I had to do.
Watching other people in that nursing home though scares the holy shit out of me. I'm not married and have no kids of my own. So if I start going down the same path, I have no one to watch over me or my care. Even though she was in one of the nicer facilities in town and was on hospice for extra care, it seemed like it was a never ending fight with her care, and then there were the medications. With no one to fight for me, I'm pretty sure they'll just dope me up and put me in the corner. And should my money run out before I die, where the hell will I end up? So I'm pretty sure that if I start showing symptoms, it's going to be the suicide route. Preferably I'll go somewhere with the assisted suicide places, but if not I may put on my headphones and take a long walk down a railroad track or something and then leave all my money to the poor engineer that was driving the train.
Fuck dementia in all its forms.
My dad went down this road, from being a mostly independent, 130lb 96 year old to leaving this world at almost 99. Age & weight.
My sister started noticing he would forget to pay bills, shower, toenails, etc. He knew what was happening at first & wanted to get his affairs in order, find a place to stay. So he was involved in all that. I became POA.
He was as tough & gentle a man as I’ve ever known, lean, spry, 5’10” never weighing over 160 lbs in his life. He left to fight in WWII almost immediately after Pearl Harbor, was a soldier at first, then a B-17 pilot at the end of the war.
When he was 97, he was telling a story about the war while a volunteer at his AL facility accidentally tore out the nail on his big toe, during treatment for toe nail fungus. He didn’t bat an eye & just kept talking.
I almost fainted just seeing that. I wondered for a second if he even noticed??
The young girl looked at me, then him while apologizing. He looked down at her when she asked if it hurt … without the slightest pause he said “You’re goddamed right it hurt!” And went right back to telling us the story.
The girl was in tears having hurt this old man and my dad noticed,. He stood up and put his hands under her elbows, helped her to stand and then hugged her tightly with one hand lightly cupping her face as she sobbed.
“It’s OK Jennifer, it’s ok… I’m not mad, I’m actually happy that it is you here helping me, thank you!” The last few words delivered as he looked her right in the eye.
He had met her an hour before that & remembered her name, before I did. Her transformation from this sobbing ball of emotion, to laughing with him about it was something to see, and no mistake. One of the last lucid moments I remember of my dad.
Dementia takes them slowly away. Nearing the end it felt like we were on a wooded path together, him ahead of me and I couldn’t keep up, he just kept getting further away.
Though the person looked like my dad, he was unrecognizable much of the time. My dad had gone ahead on the path & though he was physically right there, he was far ahead.
Your dad sounds like an incredible man.
But that story is so beautiful. Yes the disease is terrible, but sometimes when you're living with it, it can bring you so close. Had a parent who had the late term cancer version.
Beautiful?
The lady forgot her house and her cat. Her daughter had to do weird tricks to convince her. And tomorrow, she will have forgotten again.
It brings you closer.
They have to improvise every day probably. She forgets who they are and one day could become violent, not to mention the kind of medical bills you’re faced with.
Closer? I’d argue that notion is impossible due to the nature of the disease itself. Seen 3 family members die from it. It’s nothing but tragedy.
No shit, I've lived it, and everyone experiences are different. Calling it oddlyterrifying is ridiculous.
Yes, but not odly terrifying
obviously not but nobody cares they just want to tell their story
Another day, another, 'let's all call the dementia sufferers freaks' days. We had this shit yesterday. End of the story, they deleted their post.
Edit: Yep, another brainfree day.
I think you’re projecting if you managed to get that from this post
Holy f, I am not calling them freaks at all! I just find the whole situation terrifying. The whole forgetting your own home then being convinced that your child “bought” it for you in an hour is not terrifying for you?
I mean, your saying dimentia is oddly terrifying.. It fits.. This guy is just an idiot.
you are the idiot, oddly terrifying doesn't mean terrifying and the post is titled "dementia is terrifying" so it clearly doesn't belong here: dementia is standard terrifying. this sub concept is just too difficult
This guy is just an idiot.
dimentia
Yet, you can't even fucking spell it, despite the word, 'dementia' being used, in the post, and repeatedly in the comments. Grow up.
But, if you have it, you aren't aware.
Terry Pratchett had it and became a campaigner until his death to promote awareness and to raise funds for a cure. He was aware. I met him just before he revealed his diagnosis in the Forbidden Planet in London. Do you see the issue yet, these are people, trying to spread misinformation about and exploiting for worthless Karma is wrong, it's vile, it's petty.
I understand what you're saying, but he wasn't fully in it, he was aware it was happening. Making their last years comfortable for them is a worthy choice. It's not terrifying when they are your loved ones. It's a time that you get to spend with them, when they tend to be thinking in the past. You can choose to be a part of making it easy for them by playing along. Or you can cry "poor me"
You're being exploitative and pathetic. Do the people who made this post know you posted it here to farm karma. Pathetic, absolutely pathetic. It's 'oddly terrifying the little shit eaters of this sub think it's ok. Enjoy you'e moment, pal.
One thing I can say about dementia, it would improve the personality of some.
You're the only person calling them "freaks". Dementia IS terrifying, have watched it take my grandmother and aunt.
End of the story, they deleted their post.
Which I'm pretty sure you'll be doing too in 3, 2, 1...
Do you need someone to talk to?
You did the right thing. I am so sorry you are having to go through this. It is heartbreaking.
YTA? You're the asshole?
Sorry, not even sure how that got there. I will fix it.
My grandma has alzheimers. She's at the stage of mildly stopping recognizing her family but its progressing really fast. Last week we sent her to nursing home cause she would frequently forget about stuff happening around in her house like leaving the stove on etc. She gets really aggressive and defensive towards my mother and her care taker so that had to be done. Truly terrifying disease
Saddest thing I've seen today. Must be really hard to deal with this kind of things.
Is she getting some sort of care beyond that? She seems fairly harmless, but sounds like she needs a sitter. I hope she's doing alright.
My Mother (Alzheimer’s) always knew her home but when she lost her license I took her keys. Big mistake was not taking the car as it was a reminder. Thankfully I had called the dealership and police before so when she went those avenues they just said they’d get back to her. I ended up removing the car, she was mad and called the police again but with the car gone she forgot faster. Thankfully a year before her diagnosis she gave me power of attorney which made things a lot easier. As a health professional I think deep down she knew and that’s why she did it.
My grandma had Dementia it was horrible to slowly watch her forget everything and look at my family and myself as strangers. When she was diagnosed til she passed was 8 years the last 2 she couldn't walk or talk just looked up at you then put her head back down into her chest
Well done.
Thats love ❤️
r/oddlyterrifying and it r/mademesmile, never thought I'd see it!
Dunno what my grandma had, slight dementia for 20 years then becoming 'innocent' living in a fantasy.
She fell for every scam online, had a 'romance' with an 'italian general'. She wrote entire novels per message declaring her love and future plans. He responds "ok send money". And she did, oh boy did she send over her entire pension, yes she did.
She was fully functional, just not 'there'. At the end she messed up and overdosed on her own medicines.
Currently experiencing dementia with my own grandmother. Her long term memory is still good, but her short term is going. It’s sucks knowing that if you go and visit, she probably won’t even remember. My mom takes my kids to visit more often than I, so she remembers them just fine, and seems to be great for her mentally. I don’t look forward to seeing it get worse.
I felt this in my soul. I work at a nursing home and honestly it is so scary. It makes me sad seeing people like this. I hope we do have better solutions in the future to help these people.
My grandmother used to gossip about me…to me. She was always confused but as long as we got in a visit to Dollar Tree she was pretty happy. Even so Alzheimer’s and other memory-loss conditions are awful.
This happened with my Dad last year and this year before he passed from it in the spring. It's really just horrible seeing anyone slowly lose who they are and the fear they have most of the time. It's not something I'd personally wish on anyone.
I work with dementia patients everyday and it's so hard seeing them freak out or not be able to communicate
Dementia is one of the more terrifying fates that can await us, and is a reminder - along with any incurable brain condition - that who we are is so fragile and impermanent.