re: Ever dealt with a family member with dementia? Alzheimers?

My aunt thought the Feds were making my sister be a go-go dancer to pay back the money my aunt failed to pay into social security during WWII, when she wasn't even eligible for social security. Thought her nursing home was the jail.


Fwiw - no one made my sister be a go-go dancer. She did that all by herself.

Hopefully they have better treatment for you in 10 years when you turn 60 nurse

B will dump you so fast if you start seeing bunnies

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they're fricking cowards who rape goats

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My Grandmother had a frontal lobe dementia that tends to effect personality more than memory with a Parkinson's component attached. It was either hilarious or pathetically sad. Her maid was what I think was a Hoodoo witch and she kept Her swabbed and sewed up w shite. I swear, it helped. She died in her sleep, enexplicably. I swear her lady eased her out - thankfully...

Yes. I don't remember how it worked out though.

It's terrible. My grandmother would ask where her husband was, and my mom would have to tell her that he died last year.

It's one of the hardest...God bless yall

Family not so much, but ER nurse here. So here goes.

1. "You son of a BITCH!! Shoot him! Shoot him, earl !!" Old lady I went to check on. She thought I walked into her house, and that I was someone else. Who needed shooting.

2. "I got something for your arse if you come back." Old fella thought his hospital room was his house. I had broke in once(to give his meds) and if I came back he was gonna frick me up. I came back to make rounds. He barricaded his door with a chair. As I pushed the chair to make room he swung an old bed mounted IV pole at me. Thankfully the door was only cracked and the hooks to the pole caught door and door frame before they got to my head.

3. Old guy being moved to a room was screaming and cussing at us. "fricking killers !! I know murderers when I see them! frick you, just do it!" We tried to calm the guy and tell him he was just going to another bed. He wasn't having it. At times I would throw random shite at dementia patients to see how off they really were. I finally asked "ok (name) how do you know what killers look like? Who'd you ever kill?" He stopped screaming and carrying on COLD!! Only lucid thing he said, "oh man. I don't talk about that. I just can't. I can't say." My coworker helping me move him was a marine. I never served. We both looked at each other and said "damn... He killed somebody." I thought mob or old biker guy, but my marine buddy pointed out his age (coulda been WW2 or Korea) and that he probably killed somebody in combat. Just eerie who you take care of and their stories. Never forget the lives they led. Whether honorable military or some old school SOA guy who whacked a guy in the 50'-60's.

Those are my contributions. TLDR maybe, but they are all true.

Going through it right now.

My dad has it. He's gonna be 93 in January. I'm 22. He had me when he was 70. He doesn't recognize me most of the time and hasn't for about 3 years now. It hurts cuz I was always his little boy. Some days he actually still thinks I'm a baby.

Started forgetting things back in 2004 or 2005 ish like the day of the week, if we fed the dog, if he ate, etc...

He was diagnosed with Alzheimers in my 9th grade year (2007). Little did I know what would happen and kill me slowly for the next 8 years and counting. I came to LSU in 2011 as a freshman. He was slowly deteriorating but was still able to stay home alone for hours at a time.

Summer between FR and SOPH year I went back home to NO and he went of the deep end overnight and things have never been the same. He has to be cared for at all times now. He would be yelling at night and banging on walls in his room amongst so much other stuff. Just causing havoc. Then like clockwork he would sleep for 3 or 4 days at a time and then cause havoc on the 5th and 6th days.

I didn't think he would make it to my graduation (May 2015) but the old man was there. It was my favorite memory ever even if he would forget it seconds or minutes later. I won't forget it tho. I don't think I have much longer with him and it sucks cuz I'm in BR full time now but man do I love making memories with that old man even on his shittiest days. I'm so blessed to have been raised by such a wonderful man. He used to take me to the bus stop as a boy and he would rub his beard on my face and now I do that to him to mess with him. I love it. The son of a gun still has his fantastic sarcasm.

I can let Alzheimers defeat everything my dad's done for my family or I can embrace all the time that I have left with him. I've decided to choose the latter and it makes his life so much more worth it. I know he would be so proud of his little baby boy if he was in his right mind and saw me walking that stage in the PMAC. Hell he's proud of it and smiles uncontrollably when my mom reminds him every 20 minutes.

For those like me living through this, please don't let it ruin how much you love your loved one. Sure it sucks but you know what? We still have plenty of time to love them even if it gets hard. Without my dad and his wish for our family to move to the USA from Honduras in 1998 nothing I've accomplished would be possible.

Love on those who have loved on you.

My father has it (early stages). It makes me very sad. In a way, the man I knew as my father has regressed into a child and now I'm the "parent". My mom (bless her soul) takes care of him. Just this past Thanksgiving, mom sent him to pick up ice from the store and he got lost.

It saddens me so much. My dad was the one who raised me to be a Tiger, taking me to games from the age of four - on up. He now gets so confused that he is a fan from a distance. Sure, he'll watch the game but nothing like any of us do. And he not only was a huge fan of LSU but spent his career there and retired 30 years from working for the school.

And then he has to ask what my wife's name is every now and then, how many kids I have, etc. He has "good days" and "bad days". On the bad days, it's like he has straight up Alzheimer's.