Dementia a bad enemy.

May 03 2011

Evie, my mother in-law who has lived with us over ten years has fallen and is in the hospital. As she lay at the foot of the stairs bleeding at 2.30 in the morning I feared for her future. I was also worried about my ability to care for her much longer with the dignity she deserves. Many times I was angry-confused and depleted by her behaviour these last 12 months until dementia was diagnosed.


So much made sense after the diagnosis as I watched this lady slipping further into confusion and at times unable to remember the simplest of things then snapping back to the one we have known for many years. I watch Evie with the girls who has become more of a friend than great-grandma as her childlike veil envelopes her frail frame and she argues with them as though an infant. Read more…