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As the phoenix . . .

How shall I, then, begin? I have been gone a long time, and now I'm back, I hope. I might as well charge right in.

My mother died on February 25, 2018 of Alzheimers dementia. She had been living with me, under my care, since December of 2012, although she had been exhibiting troubling symptoms for almost twenty years, now that I know what I was looking at. It was a hard journey the entire way, and you can probably trace the progression by the dropoff and cessation of my writing and socialization. The final three months, on home hospice, were especially grueling. But she got to die in her own bed, with her cst curoed against her. I was there to hear here final breath, which makes it all worth it, I guess.

People in the Alzheimers/Dementia world say that a caretaker of a dementia patient will lose hald their cognitive function from the stress. I don't know about that -- how would I, because I'd be the last to know? I do know that I lost my joy and my creativity.

Will I ever write again? I hope so, but I have a lot of healing to do.


Apr. 2nd, 2018 02:20 am (UTC)
Hi Randy. It's good to hear from you. I am so sorry about the trial you've had to go through. It's very hard. Bless you for the great gift you gave your mother of loving care in her declining years, even though it is so very hard to do. My mother is beginning to exhibit signs of dementia too. The whole thing is very stressful, so you have my full and complete sympathy. I hope you take some time for yourself now -- if that involves writing something again, that may be helpful. In the meantime be tender with yourself and your family who have been through tough times.

Edited at 2018-04-03 03:51 am (UTC)