Senior Moments

I have been away vistsing family in Southern Illnois. My grandmother has dementria. Seeing a once talkative womean who knew eveyones' business, what day of the week it is, how to cook you under the table type of person, just there in head space that was hard to comphend. She would go through her cycles of forgetting that I was there to asking the same questions over and over again and 20 min time span. My grandfather-- for him this is a new thing for him. He has been so use to her taking care of him that now its the over way and no other family has stepped in. My grandparents use the take care of others so much that now, at least while I was there not a phone call or at least an hello. Its sad. When or we get the chance to reach our golden years -- we expect to live it with a sense of completion and understanding and love -- not lonleiness in the mind and doubting the beliefs in the or minds. My grandmother would be dressed to the nine. Everything put together. Jewerly matching. Shoes matching. Hair on point. Not so much. She looked like a diffrent person. Lose weight. Clothes unkept. My aunt who lives intown would help but my grandmother has resevere into a infant state of mind. Going back to my grandfather. My grandfather doesn't have family close to him because of childhood trauma. The 50 years of marriage says otherwise that no it has not been easy. Things left unsaid and the unproper healing that needs and should have taking place years ago but have not. So what is there to do. I left running to come back home. I think I was in denial for a while, but seeing her behavior and stress from that was a lot for me. It was clear that she wasn't the same and the progression of the diease has taken over.