I think the difference is that for many people a diagnosis of dementia opens no doors at all.For me it comes down to the choice between do you want a few more years with the knowledge of what may happen and the possibility of medication or do you want to enjoy the last years without knowledge.My husband is in the latter category and the choice as far as I am concerned is his not mine.
Chuggalug in view of your experiences would you do the same again? Or is that an impossible question?
Well, now I've got a bit of hindsight, if I knew the horrors that would have come, I would do as I originally intended before looking for help and go it alone! Thing is, it's not the same in every area of the country. If you live in a place where services are readily available, you'll get on better. I've seen people who come here with various stories of how help eventually came, and I'm immediately glad for them.
If you live in an area like mine, where even my own problems were never taken seriously (spinal condition), you're likely better off looking after yourself if you can. With my own condition, it set off an illness which was again never investigated. I got through it and now manage it with supports and a TENS machine. How I love my TENS machine. It's me best mate when the spine is having a flare up
I don't bother complaining any more, bemused. That's nothing but a pointless exercise, and folk get fed up with hearing it! Rather, I'm thankful that at least I don't owe anyone anything, and that after the first two years of having the arthritis and being in a wheelchair for most of that time, I can now walk. That's a huge blessing when I consider how I also have to care for someone who has it far worse than I do. I have everything to be grateful for. I know I grump here sometimes (forgive me), and I hope I've answered correctly!
I do know that if I have a query, there are a lot of folk here who can answer it, and you are all awesome, xx