Dementia

I often wonder what the person with dementia is actually thinking. I mean, what thoughts are going on in their mind?? Are they in another universe? ARe they thinking at all? I have a friend whose mother sees halluciantions and tells him there are clowns outside the window, stuff like that. In my opinion, no disease is as awful as this one because it steals not only your most valued asset of being a functioning human, but also it creates frustration for one's loved ones. Love your words for it.

John, you put it all in a nutshell. Pretty sad for those with it and those of us caught up in caring for them. Since I am one of the care givers it's interesting to read this and think about what it is like for the relative on the other end as well as the other family members.

Dear john, youv written such a poignant take on dementia, it made me feel so much especially as i read “ A long forgotten book resides upon the shelf. An unfinished story crying out for help.“ it breaks my heart for those feeling this and experiencing dementia personally in any form. Iv seen some loved ones go through alzheimers and dementia too. And it wasnt easy and i often used to wonder if they remembered me as i spoke to them. Sigh! Sending you light always. This poem is a fave for me

John you have captured dementia perfectly in this write of yours. Very impressive my friend. How dark must this be for those going through it? God bless you for reminding us.i wrote a poem Do You Remember me in your memories? About Parkinson decease. This reminded me of it... Thanks for sharing...

Brother John, my mother had dementia, it’s a terrible thing to live with, for the sufferer and those sharing the caring. I’m becoming forgetful too, it’s very worrying. Your poem says it well… Sis Bel

I wrote a poem lately on the same lines as yours but not on dementia. It is a disease I dread. My wife had it for five years. Fortunately, she died quickly from heart disease. Now my sister has it., but since my accident last year, I am not allowed to drive and so cannot visit her. Great emotional poem.

How true your words ring. Your poems are all so touching about your beloved wife and how you miss her so very much. Time goes tick tock every day, every minute, hour and year slipping away. You will meet with her on one future day. blessings, Jennifer.

- A terrible illness, John ... everything becomes confusing... and a lot of worries for relatives ... sad :( - hugs

It is sad to see when it happens to a family member and sometimes it defies all reasoning, but at least the person who has it doesn't really know what is going on. Thanks for sharing. Sara K

Resonant portrait of a cruel killer. For too many, the biggest nightmare of all. ~ gw

John. Felling uncomnnected to the world happens to younger people, even in their teens! Our brains do shrink at differebt rates. We have people all over the world killing each other. Even tees, my suggestion is to use your PC and find out what denentis is. God never promised we wii live long. The list what can kill you is long.. even cancer kills people at age 16. We were born to die, I don’t mean that in the negative way but in a glorious way. ..you get to be with God! Pangie

I think many of us have family members who've suffered from that terrible disease John. Slowly slipping away, you'd think mankind would spend more on finding cures than spending billions on weapons of mass destruction. Tom

Thinking of you, John. Prayers.

All of our history, for most of us, will eventually disappear. Perhaps (and I believe) we will meet up again in heaven. I was part of a group that would go to Memory Care and read the bible to the people there. I’d think about them as the person who is locked within themselves and I will see them one day in their entirety. One lady had minor issues then changed before my eyes. Caught a glimpse of her.