re: Diagnosed with alzheimers, he took his life instead

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My wife was diagnosed 5 years ago. Luckily it has not progressed very much and does not interfere with our day to day , Yet.

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Very sorry for you both. You need to be a patient and strong man for her for as long as you can.

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As much money and research has been put into this and other disease prevention programs, you’d think we’d be getting results. Nope.

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There is no economic incentive to cure anything. They simply want to keep you alive until they've drained your bank account. Change my mind.

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My dad passed from it. Just awful. He couldn’t remember who I was. Talk about gut wrenching…

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My dad did too. He remembered who I was, though, until the end. He was always mixed up about where he was and what he was doing. I figured it was his mind scrambling reality with memories. I always went along with it trying to figure out where in the past his mind was. There was something morbidly fascinating about it.

I could certainly understand this fellow in the article doing this. I would strongly consider it myself in the same circumstances.

I was about 5-6 when she passed but my mom’s mom had Alzheimer’s for a very long time. Something like 20 plus years. My grandpa quit his business and devoted his entire life to taking care of her. Even when he had to put her in a home he would go sit with her all day everyday. He suddenly died of a heart attack in 85. She kept on til 95-96.


I can remember going to visit her but I’m not sure I really knew who it was. She was like vegetable. I was afraid to give her a hug. I regret that silly shite everyday.


When I was around one my mom me and my aunt were up visiting. At this point she was very non verbal. My mom must have been feeding/burping me because she was patting my back she said. All of a sudden grandma sat up in bed and yelled at her to stop hitting me. It was apparently the first time she communicated like that in years.

Well I’m gonna go cry now.

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Maybe someone should tell us old bastard what is the best way to go with minimal impact on our families. Can’t use a gun someone has to clean that shite up etc

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I plan on heading to the mountains out West if ever diagnosed with a terminal illness or something like Alzheimer’s. Pick up a heroin habit and just camp and hike. Then ride the lightning on out when the time comes. It’s no different than being put on a morphine drip in the hospital but at least you are living your final days with beautiful scenery instead of being confined to a hospital bed.

As someone who has seen 1 grandfather, one grandmother, as well as my mother pass away while suffering with alzheimers and is also caring for my father who currently has it, I can say this:

If diagnosed, I will choose the quick path as well.

Not Alzheimer’s, but my step dad had a brain tumor that affected his memory. My mom came home from the store one day and he didn’t know who she was. He was a lifelong hunter and had a pretty big gun collection. My mom had to lock all the bullets in a separate safe so he couldn’t harm himself or anyone else.

It was tough seeing a big strong man reduced to that.

My dad is showing signs. And he's having memory issues. But he refuses to see a doctor for it. Also if you point out anything he does or forgets he gets really mad. He's always had anger issues. And now he drinks a lot. I get he's retried and can do what he wants. But i really think he needs help with medicating. Though my big fear is him being scammed.

I lost my mom to dementia this past July. shite sucks...

My dad was an alcoholic and that eventually killed him, but there was some hope mixed in before he passed. About 5 years ago he was diagnosed with alcohol induced dementia and was placed into a rehab/recovery facility for about 10 months. The first few months he was pretty out of it, but at about the 6 month range, he started to show some signs of improvement. At 10 months, he was about 90% back to normal and even convinced the facility (without my approval) to move into his own apartment. He was pretty much back to normal for years thereafter before the drinking caught up to him again. I say all this to say that it's possible to come back from it, but you really need to make life choices to keep off the sauce. Good luck to your pops