My first post here so please forgive the length and the self indulgence.
Last June my sister, with whom I was very close, collapsed in her GP’s surgery and was rushed to intensive care. It soon became apparent that she had an inoperable brain tumour and she slowly slipped away, finally loosing her fight in early November. (Co-incidentally, today would have been her birthday which may explain my maudlin mood this evening). Throughout this time I had the unstinting support of my wife, but, in hindsight, I can now see that those atypical memory glitches of hers which I put down to anxiety or tried to pretend weren’t happening, were early signs of a serious problem. Come January and she was clearly struggling at work as she was no longer her usually efficient and competent self. A visit to our GP that month told us what we already feared that it was early onset dementia (she’s 58). This was later confirmed by a specialist (much to my annoyance and resentment this was achieved by ‘going private’ as our appointment for the initial NHS consultation wasn’t until early April). Needless to say these twin disasters have hit me very hard indeed. I sorely miss my sister’s wise counsel and support at a time I am in so much need of it. I feel hopelessly lost and inadequate to the task that now faces me.
My wife seems to have taken the grim news calmly and with great stoicism. There have been moments of confusion and anxiety, of course, but she has coped very well. Fortunately, her ability linguistically has not been impacted, but her short term memory and ability to plan have been badly hit. She has not yet been given any medication (although we have another appointment in a couple of a week). At the moment, then, the only ‘medication’ she’s getting is lots of cuddles, love and as much laughter as I can induce. But I know I am struggling to contain my feelings and emotions. It is when she’s not about that I find it very hard to control my emotions and become upset. I am desperate that she should not be aware of this since I want to do nothing to make things more difficult than they already are for her. At the moment I don’t have the courage to look ahead and acknowledge the problems that we will (soon?) have to face, but I know that I must do so. I hope that writing down these feelings and posting them here will help me deal with them. Any suggestions or ideas from this forum would be greatly appreciated. I love my wife dearly and don’t want my weakness to let her down,
John
Last June my sister, with whom I was very close, collapsed in her GP’s surgery and was rushed to intensive care. It soon became apparent that she had an inoperable brain tumour and she slowly slipped away, finally loosing her fight in early November. (Co-incidentally, today would have been her birthday which may explain my maudlin mood this evening). Throughout this time I had the unstinting support of my wife, but, in hindsight, I can now see that those atypical memory glitches of hers which I put down to anxiety or tried to pretend weren’t happening, were early signs of a serious problem. Come January and she was clearly struggling at work as she was no longer her usually efficient and competent self. A visit to our GP that month told us what we already feared that it was early onset dementia (she’s 58). This was later confirmed by a specialist (much to my annoyance and resentment this was achieved by ‘going private’ as our appointment for the initial NHS consultation wasn’t until early April). Needless to say these twin disasters have hit me very hard indeed. I sorely miss my sister’s wise counsel and support at a time I am in so much need of it. I feel hopelessly lost and inadequate to the task that now faces me.
My wife seems to have taken the grim news calmly and with great stoicism. There have been moments of confusion and anxiety, of course, but she has coped very well. Fortunately, her ability linguistically has not been impacted, but her short term memory and ability to plan have been badly hit. She has not yet been given any medication (although we have another appointment in a couple of a week). At the moment, then, the only ‘medication’ she’s getting is lots of cuddles, love and as much laughter as I can induce. But I know I am struggling to contain my feelings and emotions. It is when she’s not about that I find it very hard to control my emotions and become upset. I am desperate that she should not be aware of this since I want to do nothing to make things more difficult than they already are for her. At the moment I don’t have the courage to look ahead and acknowledge the problems that we will (soon?) have to face, but I know that I must do so. I hope that writing down these feelings and posting them here will help me deal with them. Any suggestions or ideas from this forum would be greatly appreciated. I love my wife dearly and don’t want my weakness to let her down,
John