I think it would've been harder if I'd been older. As it was, it was "just Bubby" whenever the Alzheimer's and dementia took over. Like, he had all these little habits and stuff that were so totally crazy and weird. He'd write a letter, every month without fail, to the local commissioner's office about these damned trees that they'd cut down in 1980 but he thought it'd been the year before.
It hurt when he called me by my Mum's name. It really hurt my mum when he called my mum by my grandmother's name. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't all smooth sailing and awesome memories. But, in the end, the awesome memories are the ones that I think about often. I barely ever think about the weird ones or the rest.
Definitely cherish the time you have left. Dementia can be a real bitch. Bubby only really had the dementia for a few years so I didn't have much to do with that. Unfortunately, he broke his hip and then quickly deteriorated after that.
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Date: 2009-12-20 04:23 am (UTC)It hurt when he called me by my Mum's name. It really hurt my mum when he called my mum by my grandmother's name. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't all smooth sailing and awesome memories. But, in the end, the awesome memories are the ones that I think about often. I barely ever think about the weird ones or the rest.
Definitely cherish the time you have left. Dementia can be a real bitch. Bubby only really had the dementia for a few years so I didn't have much to do with that. Unfortunately, he broke his hip and then quickly deteriorated after that.