It was a busy day today. It started with visiting my special needs brother doing his Eagle Scout project. He's suffering from either dementia or Alzheimer's disease, we don't know which. Very depressing.
For those of you that don't know, these memory problems aren't just forgetting what you had for breakfast yesterday. It's more intense. He forgets things like how to put on shoes, he's putting his toes into the heel part. He can remember the names of two of my three kids on a good day, one on a normal day. It seems like he's getting worse on a daily basis.
After going to the Eagle project we went to a BBQ (this is Texas after all) and then to a birthday party. Seeing my brother is getting harder and harder because he remembers almost nothing. So you have someone that had about a 50 IQ at his best and now you're adding memory problems.
I know I have to say goodbye to him, but I don't want to. Does anyone want to say goodbye to a loved one? Of course not. The longer I can delay saying goodbye means the longer he lives. I know it doesn't work that way but I can have a little denial, can't I?
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