Imagine for a moment being told you have a disease. A disease that cannot be cured. A disease that no one, NO ONE, has ever survived. A disease that will end your life far before it takes your life. Devastating, right?
Devastation does not even begin to describe the feeling I had when my mom was diagnosed with Alzheimers. The thing is that 9 years ago when that diagnosis was given, I had no clue what I was in for. Many of you know my story but the truth is that you can't possibly fathom it without going through it yourself...and if you have, I'm so sorry.
Here are the current facts. Three years ago Mom was moved to the Alzheimers ward at an area nursing home because she no longer qualified for assisted living. In the last year, while her body is still hanging on, her mind has ceased to serve her. Hallucinations haunt her, make her scared and violent. She is often resistant to assistance. She has not recognized my face since nor remembered my name for over two years. I walk in the room and she has no clue of who I am, much less Toby or the kids. No smile, no hug, no second glance...
Please, Alzheimers is killing millions of Americans every year. The only hope is to find treatment or better yet, a cure. I have accepted that it is probably too late for Mom. But I participate in this Walk every year in the hopes that it is not too late for others. Please consider a donation to The Alzheimers Association. Thank you for reading my story.
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