Dating a 17 year old
I’ve learned that caring for someone with Alzheimer’s is filled with regret that lasts long after the person dies.
When she is walking the halls, Mummy often appears to have a purpose and a destination in mind. Up close, it is immediately apparent Mummy is locked into a prison from which there is no parole.
Before my dad showed signs of memory loss, Mummy had been the primary caregiver for her own mother who had some form of dementia.
Then, she managed the care of her brother, a lifelong bachelor, who had probable Alzheimer’s.
My mother has almost forced this onto my dad who loves her too much to ever speak his mind around her since she is so emotionally fragile she will break down. He chokes on his food and has started to get reoccuring chest infections due to him aspirating it. I thought of this as a blessing because I see it as his way to leave this world in peace and finally be out of his misery.
I’ve questioned her before as to why they don’t consider a home (before he was placed in the rehab last week) and she breaks down and says I don’t get to ask questions since I moved out of their house 6 years ago. He always told me he never wanted to suffer when it was his time. They even asked me to pray for him to “bounce back” which, put lightly, caused me to snap.