10 years ago my gran was told she had early on set alzheimer's - just the same as alzheimer's but it affects people at a younger age, my gran only being 55.
I was only 5 at the time and therefor didnt really understand and now 15 i only have faint memorys of her beofre the alzheimer's.
I think the first time a realy knew there was somthin wrong with my grans memory was when i was about 8 and we went to vist her one day, i was had all my hair tyed back and a hat on and when i went in too the living room she just stared at my blankly , with no idea who i was.
Up until about 2 years ago she was still manging to live in her own home with my grandad: who has pakinsions, but it was getting to much, as she would often go out for walks and not return for hours. So about 2 years ago we decied to try and start restbite at a care home little did we now that when they went in for the 1st twwo weeks of restbite they wouldnt come back out.
My gran just setteled in so well, the whole upsrairs of the carehome was set up for people with dementia and downstairs was set up as a normal carehome, so it was perfect for both my gran and grandad.
Although they are very happy there, my grans alzheimer's has got alot worse over the last 2 years.
About 4 months ago, she went into hospital with an infection, when she went in she was still able to talk resonably well, eat by herself and was still very active. She was in hospital about a month, and then one day my mum went in too vist and the doctor sed they were sending my gran back to the carehome, unable to even sit hersefl up n bed, never mind get out of bed, she had lost the abilyty to eat food unless pured and feed to her, and that she would remian like that for the next few months and she would proably not make it to christmas.
However my grandad was dedtermanted she would get back up and walk, and after nearly months in bed, she got up and walked! now she is back to her normal self I think it was one of the happist moments in my life when my gran got up and danced with me a few weeks ago.
Although she is doing well at the moment she is still so young yet, in the late stages of alzheimer's and sadly it will never go away.
all i can hope now is she wont have any more bad turns, and will remain happy and with us for many more years.
*sorry for any spelling mistakes.
I was only 5 at the time and therefor didnt really understand and now 15 i only have faint memorys of her beofre the alzheimer's.
I think the first time a realy knew there was somthin wrong with my grans memory was when i was about 8 and we went to vist her one day, i was had all my hair tyed back and a hat on and when i went in too the living room she just stared at my blankly , with no idea who i was.
Up until about 2 years ago she was still manging to live in her own home with my grandad: who has pakinsions, but it was getting to much, as she would often go out for walks and not return for hours. So about 2 years ago we decied to try and start restbite at a care home little did we now that when they went in for the 1st twwo weeks of restbite they wouldnt come back out.
My gran just setteled in so well, the whole upsrairs of the carehome was set up for people with dementia and downstairs was set up as a normal carehome, so it was perfect for both my gran and grandad.
Although they are very happy there, my grans alzheimer's has got alot worse over the last 2 years.
About 4 months ago, she went into hospital with an infection, when she went in she was still able to talk resonably well, eat by herself and was still very active. She was in hospital about a month, and then one day my mum went in too vist and the doctor sed they were sending my gran back to the carehome, unable to even sit hersefl up n bed, never mind get out of bed, she had lost the abilyty to eat food unless pured and feed to her, and that she would remian like that for the next few months and she would proably not make it to christmas.
However my grandad was dedtermanted she would get back up and walk, and after nearly months in bed, she got up and walked! now she is back to her normal self I think it was one of the happist moments in my life when my gran got up and danced with me a few weeks ago.
Although she is doing well at the moment she is still so young yet, in the late stages of alzheimer's and sadly it will never go away.
all i can hope now is she wont have any more bad turns, and will remain happy and with us for many more years.
*sorry for any spelling mistakes.
Last edited: