Dementia Erases Everyones Memories

My mother doesn’t know me! I’ve said this many times and for the past five + years, I would say it’s okay if she doesn’t know who I am because I still know who she is.

The problem with dementia is it robs the person of their history and memories.  Slowly they become a shell that barely resembles the person they used to be.  The other problem is that it robs the loved ones of their memories as well.  With each visit, a good memory is driven farther back in my mind and a new memory of a sad, demented person takes its place.  Eventually, all my memories will be of a woman who once was fluent in four languages but now only babbles sounds that mean nothing.  The woman who once walked everywhere in any weather, that now sits motionless in a wheelchair occasionally crossing and uncrossing her legs, unaware of happenings around her.

I walk away in tears, with a heaviness pressing down on my chest, crushing me, my heart breaking a bit more with each visit.  I still know who she used to be and that is not the person who is taking over all my memories of my mother.

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Move Over Mid-Life Barbie Nancy T is here Married. Mom and mémé. Green-eyed blonde or brunette (depending on my mood). Sweet, sensitive, smart & self-employed. Owner of Windsor Business Networks, Bridal Basics, Mashup Kaffe Designer, Writer, Creative Director, and Master Collaborator