Hi everyone,
My name is Steph. My mother was diagnosed with frontotemporal dementia in October 2020. Since then she has progressively declined to the point where she has no personal hygiene (my sister and I bathe her) she cannot hold a coherent conversation and she is constantly sleeping. We believe she is in the later stages of her dementia journey. I can’t begin to explain how unbelievably heartbreaking it is, to watch my mother become someone completely different, she used to be such a strong woman and now there’s nothing left of her. I am going through a horrendous personal experience and I just need my mum, but she’s not there anymore. I hate what this disease has done to her, it’s so unfair. Life can be so cruel sometimes.
My name is Steph. My mother was diagnosed with frontotemporal dementia in October 2020. Since then she has progressively declined to the point where she has no personal hygiene (my sister and I bathe her) she cannot hold a coherent conversation and she is constantly sleeping. We believe she is in the later stages of her dementia journey. I can’t begin to explain how unbelievably heartbreaking it is, to watch my mother become someone completely different, she used to be such a strong woman and now there’s nothing left of her. I am going through a horrendous personal experience and I just need my mum, but she’s not there anymore. I hate what this disease has done to her, it’s so unfair. Life can be so cruel sometimes.