Just felt like writing about it, my mother has been diagnosed 1 year ago and there is some days that if fell that she is dead
! She is 89 years old, was an accountant ( when to University when women of that generation did not finish elementary school
She was my mentor... she is my mentor but she does not know who I am nor does she recognize any of my siblings. I do believe that she is holding on to my father as he is the only person she still knows or has a souvenir of....This is a disease that kills the spirit of the people around them....they are oblivious of what is going on but I remember her when she was full of live, joking & still try to find that in her... I think it has killed her ' soul' and it is killing my 'soul' because I fell so helpless to help her or my father. Just felt like writing about it
!Sorry if I offend or when against any rules but LCB is part of me now