Sunday 9 December 2012

This is (nt) the life.

Imagine dozing off for 20 seconds and waking not remembering anything before that. Scary, indeed.

I witnessed the rapid progression of dementia this afternoon as I visited my parents. Their friendly mechanic, who they have known for 10 years had come to do maintenance on the car. Dad watched him through the window and yet when he came in the house it was like an unexpected visitor to dad. He stood having a chat with mum and dad  for some 15 minutes, he is such a nice bloke.

During this time I noticed dad nod off for a few seconds. He then came to when he heard his name. His eyes wide he knew there was someone else there but didn't know who is was.

This is getting much worse. He can't remember eating, what he should do at what time of day or whether he is hot or cold. He dresses according to whim and not weather. He eats but forgets and then eats again, the little Christmas shopping mum has done has already been consumed.

But I think the lowest point this week is when he said to mum as she helped him out of bed
 " This is no life" she was gutted.

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