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01-13-2012, 11:43 PM
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Re: Disease of the Mind (NO-GORE, NO WORDS) Just a Message
What's with the effing haters. Didn't they read the title? When I see threads I don't care for I don't even comment, most times don't even look. And what's with hating on a chic for doing this... I was raised by my grandparents... My Grandpa had Asbergers syndrome, I got a bit of it myself, Even though he could be a real asshole with his obsessions and rigid mindset I still loved him. It was hard to deal with but at the end of the day he was MY grandfather and I didn't have anyone else. I can relate to this young lady. In fact she has a much better attitude than I ever did.
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01-14-2012, 09:10 PM
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Re: Disease of the Mind (NO-GORE, NO WORDS) Just a Message
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01-16-2012, 07:18 PM
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Re: Disease of the Mind (NO-GORE, NO WORDS) Just a Message
Alzheimer's is a strange disease. My dad had it. He hallucinated alot and made gestures in his sleep like he was working on a car. A friend's father used to make gestures as if he was crocheting in his sleep. My dad thought my handbag was a baby one time. Some patients think people are someone else they knew when they were younger. Another friend's grandfather thought my friend was his wife as a much younger woman. Maybe they revert back to happier times. My poor father had Parkinson's, Alzheimer's and diabetes. The cause of death was, "Final Stage Dementia". He was a shell of the man he used to be. He died in a horrible place. I would never put anyone I love in a nursing home or hospice care. I live with my mother, who had a stroke in 2004 and cannot drive anymore. She lost peripheral vision on her right side. She has the beginning of Alzheimer's. I also commited to babysit my great niece. Two brothers were living with my father and one wanted to party for a few days so they put my dad in a horrible place when he wanted to die at home. When I saw him, they didn't have the A/C on and he was burning up. I yelled for the A/C and something to bring the fever down, but, at that point, his body was shutting down and he passed the following day. He was pretty much out of it. The brother, who put him in that horrid place, died in a fire 17 months later with his dog. Karma? I wonder. That brother, drank and took alot of prescription drugs. I lost another brother the day after Thanksgiving, 2010, due to chronic alcoholism. Sometimes, living is the hardest part of life. |