Dad is 85, 86 in March. Lives at home on his own, has a carer a couple of time a week to help with practical things and has Alzheimers. We're guessing he's had it for over 6 years now and it seems to progress but very slowly. I see dad at least once a week, my sister visits at the weekend.. going to dads favourite place for lunch.
Christmas Day was the worse day ever with his Alzheimers, and possbily the worse Christmas ever, both my sister and I ended up in a bathroom having a good cry. And even tho my sister accepted it a long time ago.. Christmas day I finally let myself acknowledge just how bad his Alzheimers can get on a bad day..
We know what causes issues and how bad days occur.. but over the years I've focused so much energy on that, I didn't think about how I would react.. or really acknowledge where this is headed.
Now if I let myself drift to Christmas day I want to cry.. I am finding it so difficult.
We knew having an older dad would be difficult but I feel as tho I'm grieving for someone who still has amazingly good days but also has some really bad days..is this normal? Does this get any "easier"? Are there any ways to deal with this? Is it harder because my sister and me are in our early 30's? I'm welling up typing this...
Christmas Day was the worse day ever with his Alzheimers, and possbily the worse Christmas ever, both my sister and I ended up in a bathroom having a good cry. And even tho my sister accepted it a long time ago.. Christmas day I finally let myself acknowledge just how bad his Alzheimers can get on a bad day..
We know what causes issues and how bad days occur.. but over the years I've focused so much energy on that, I didn't think about how I would react.. or really acknowledge where this is headed.
Now if I let myself drift to Christmas day I want to cry.. I am finding it so difficult.
We knew having an older dad would be difficult but I feel as tho I'm grieving for someone who still has amazingly good days but also has some really bad days..is this normal? Does this get any "easier"? Are there any ways to deal with this? Is it harder because my sister and me are in our early 30's? I'm welling up typing this...