Hi Carcass
Sorry to read about your challenges. End stage dementia is such an awful disease for the family to endure. The person with it copes better than the loved ones who have to watch in heartbreak as their loved one slowly loses precious memories of both life and love.
I have told my partner and son, if I am ever diagnosed with end stage (which I know I will be given the damage my brain has suffered), I want them to find me a good clean nursing home, drop me off and never look back because watching the memories, and personality traits and habits that makes me uniquely me slowly evaporate will devastate them.
And to be honest I also have concerns that I’ll be that sexually inappropriate demented patient that is constantly taking their clothes off and touching other residents inappropriately. While those behaviours would make sense to my partner, I don’t want that to be one of my sons last memories of me...
Sorry to read about your challenges. End stage dementia is such an awful disease for the family to endure. The person with it copes better than the loved ones who have to watch in heartbreak as their loved one slowly loses precious memories of both life and love.
I have told my partner and son, if I am ever diagnosed with end stage (which I know I will be given the damage my brain has suffered), I want them to find me a good clean nursing home, drop me off and never look back because watching the memories, and personality traits and habits that makes me uniquely me slowly evaporate will devastate them.
And to be honest I also have concerns that I’ll be that sexually inappropriate demented patient that is constantly taking their clothes off and touching other residents inappropriately. While those behaviours would make sense to my partner, I don’t want that to be one of my sons last memories of me...