Dementia has been part of my life since Nov 2012. It brings tons of scares but nothing will compare to Dec 26, 2018, the worst day my family has ever endure... especially for me. I found myself giving Papi (my Dad) CPR the day before his 85th birthday until rescue arrived. After 35 minutes monitoring him they asked me if we had a DNR which instantly caused guilt to overtake me, my world collapsed giving them his DNR. I was speechless, instantly feeling I failed him. I could only speak to Mima, Betty (my sister) and Leo (my brother-in-law) who were present as we confronted this crisis. It took me 3 days to speak and notify other family members. Papi knew early on his diagnosis giving us time to discuss his future. I had promised him I would always honor his wishes Quality versus Longevity. Hospice was amazing arriving at the house less than an hour, visiting us daily and when they informed us they suspected Papi endured a T1 stroke as well as a seizure that reset his brain I was able to breathe and sleep. It's now almost 9 months later, I'm extremely grateful to God that he is still with us, eating as well as days that he wears me out. Please join me in walking for this disease. I'm honored to be walking for the ones that have lost the battle (close in my heart who I considered as my 2nd Dad) and my Papi who is still fighting it. Join Team "Heavy Duty" or sponsor me that they find a cure ASAP for those who are also fight it daily!!
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