Hello, so here is a little background, my name is Rebecca and my best friend is called Dennis, Dennis is also my grandad. Me and Dennis have been inseparable since I was born 24 years ago. At the age of 78 Dennis was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and then at the age of 80 along came the vascular dementia. He was always such a strong independent man. Loved going to car boots and just going out in general. Since January 2019 things have got rapidly worse. We are now in August 2019 and Dennis is now on end of life care at the grand old age 83. Now I am really scared to lose my best friend but I am trying so hard to be strong for him. I go to work everyday and as soon as I finish I go straight to him, he no longer knows why he is in the house he lives in and has lived in for over 50 years, he doesn't recognise his children or his wife. As soon as I walk in his face lights up, I feel bad because everyone else around is really sad because he doesn't remember them but he always seems to remember me. Now I have always been the one to be there first if he needed anything I was always the one spending all my spare time there yet people are getting upset/annoyed with me because he still remembers who I am. I dread the day he leaves us but the man he is today is not the man we all know.
Sorry for the long thread I just felt like I needed to talk and this was my way of doing it.
Sorry for the long thread I just felt like I needed to talk and this was my way of doing it.