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Alzheimers

The diagnosis came As a bit of a shock I am starting on Alzheimer’ Slowly tickling clock. Will I be watching in horror From a near zombie state As my body develops Into a thing I would hate. Unable to speak or Express any thought, Fly in spider’s in a web Pulled relentlessly taut. Will it be a prison. Will there still be a me. Will I be mind trapped Struggling to get free. Or will the real me The spirit and soul Have been wiped out As I lost all control So in one way Avoiding the mental hell As my body became Just a physical shell Feeding and moving But the real me is gone Just a querulous nuisance As this condition grinds on. Will there be a kindness not, Being aware, in not knowing, As the me is erased By this disease’s growing. Is this my future as I try not to despair Reduced to a hulk relying on Loved ones providing my care. So, pity them not me As the process grinds on For by that stage that me May already be gone. My oldest and dearest friend is now almost totally mentally consumed by this awful beast. I am trying to understand what he is going through.

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Date: 11/1/2022 7:53:00 AM
Superb and compassionately done insight into this dreadful disease, Terry. I am yet to figure the criteria for POTD but this would get my nomination. Terry
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Terry Ireland
Date: 11/2/2022 4:46:00 AM
Thanks Terry. I am so sad I have lost my friend - I don't even know if he is still alive.
Date: 11/1/2022 6:31:00 AM
A sad disease so hard to understand. Reminds me of the story of the man who walked with his wife everyday and was asked why he walked with her because she didn't even remember who he was. The man replied he walked with her because he remembered who SHE was. Nicely written Terry.
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Terry Ireland
Date: 11/2/2022 4:44:00 AM
Every morning until quite recently we used to see a couple on their morning walk and it was obvious she was suffering for some form of dementia. We see him on his own now - at aged peer 70 he finally couldn't cope and had to put her into care. So very sad. Thanks Linda
Date: 10/31/2022 12:35:00 PM
This is what it is like - I think your empathy is compellingly accurate. My father died of this disease. "Will it be a prison. Will there still be a me. Will I be mind trapped Struggling to get free." - WOW!
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Terry Ireland
Date: 11/1/2022 12:47:00 AM
Thanks Caren.I last spoke to my friend 2 years ago on the phone and knew something was wrong. Since then he disappeared but i managed to trace him and heard his diagnosis. I have not been allowed to see him, which is rather sad. He was once such a b all of energy. I am sorry for your loss.