Stop in for a cup of coffee

Alzheimer’s brings out a lot of things in families. I have spent 1/3 of my like dealing with it caring for family members. Some family members are so frightened by it that they retreat and deny its existence to preserve their own sanity.

Others decide the person with it has died at the first sign of it and writes them off. The very few, with fortitude and moral center to step up and fight the long fight of care and love at their own sacrifice take over.

Just like not everyone has the will or capability to be a first responder and run toward danger, nor do all family members have the internal fortitude to care for an Alzheimer’s patient when it scares the hell out of them.

Forgiveness in every direction is the only way to get through being a dedicated caregiver.

Not everyone can do it...only a few have the ability to put aside their fear and selfishness to do what is right for the loved one.
I had the unpleasant task of talking to my grandfather after he parked his truck in the living room. I explained he just could not drive anymore. It was terrible. In the end I had to pull coil wire so truck was not drivable.
Then I caught him in garage trying to set the house on fire with the welder. Being creative I figured to solve that like I did the truck and pulled the breaker to the welder. I did not think it thru. I went back and he had the front panel off the box all breakers and wiring exposed trying to fix it. It was just a terrible terrible time.
Dd is spot on. Most of families way to cope was to just not help. One neighbor figured out the situation and was a predator as my grandfather would just give away all his tools or whatever in the coarse of conversation. The neighbor would just shrug when I confronted him about it and say he gave it to me it is now mine.
The other neighbor would every couple of weeks bring over a box or a trailer and explain while you were gone he gave me all this. In stark contrast to the predator neighbor. It was an emotional roller coaster.