"So how's your Dad?" 

Is the question I hear several times a week/day in the hometown where I grew up. 

My Answer: "Every day is his best day"

And people seem content with that answer without me having to go into the nitty gritty horrid details of this disease. Alzheimer's never gets better. Each day a little bit is taken away. Lately I've noticed that a little glimmer from my Dad's bright blue eyes seem to have gone each time I visit. The sentences he tries to string together don't make sense. And, no, he doesn't know who I am when I visit - But I feel he knows he should know me. And I know who he is. So I sit with him and read him the funnies and look at pictures in the paper and he always is receptive to get a hug.

Thanks to the amazing caregivers he is comfortable and well fed (VERY well fed). 

I appreciate any thing you are able to offer to combat this disease. So many people suffer from this, the patients as well as the families. This cause does so much good to help everyone involved - I'm proud to be a part of it!

THANK YOU - Brynn