Just got the word today that my darling husband (who is not so darling anymore) is in the early stages of a dementia. He got this diagnosis two months ago, but has not shared it with me. My poor poor man has been carrying it alone for all this time.
However, home is becoming more and more difficult. He has increasing dificulty doing, completing most at home tasks, he struggles to understand what is going on on TV. Outside the home he just seems a lot more cranky and rude than usual- more impatient but no one would guess that he has a dementia.
No one other than me.
I feel as though the diagnosis must be wrong. I must be imagining or dramatizing whats happening. Hasn't he always gotten lost? Hasn't he?
I don't know how I'm feeling. He's so young (63). God, I have loved this man forever--- but he's going away so fast- in front of my eyes.
There are no successful treatments for this dementia.
Where do I start? How am I going to help him? How do I cope?
However, home is becoming more and more difficult. He has increasing dificulty doing, completing most at home tasks, he struggles to understand what is going on on TV. Outside the home he just seems a lot more cranky and rude than usual- more impatient but no one would guess that he has a dementia.
No one other than me.
I feel as though the diagnosis must be wrong. I must be imagining or dramatizing whats happening. Hasn't he always gotten lost? Hasn't he?
I don't know how I'm feeling. He's so young (63). God, I have loved this man forever--- but he's going away so fast- in front of my eyes.
There are no successful treatments for this dementia.
Where do I start? How am I going to help him? How do I cope?