The incredible lows of dementia
Without sounding paranoid I am convinced even more now that Dementia is a living breathing evil entity. It waits until you have had a good few days only to drag you down to its level in the depths of hell and torments you, baits you and taunts you relentlessly. We see many people who are very ill and they seem to perk up for a while before once again becoming gravely ill, I am convinced dementia is no different.
Within the hour of my head hitting the pillow, Elaine says, the screaming started and went on for most of the night, finishing with me sat up in bed, the bedroom bathed in daylight, sobbing my heart out and a complete mess.
THIS IS THE REALITY OF DEMENTIA
I make no excuses or have no shame in saying because of my Lewy body`s i suffer very badly from depression and I am on the highest amount of Fluoxetine that can be allowed. The physical downside of this is whilst I am conscious I am almost unable to weep.
AND YET
When dementia visits me at night it's so severe it seems to bypass this, Goodness knows how and turns me into a complete jabbering wreck.
Today will be a quiet day, today will be a solemn one, and yet even today i will try my best to fight my way out of the concrete overcoat dementia has wrapped around me once again
Norrms xxxxxxxxxx
Without sounding paranoid I am convinced even more now that Dementia is a living breathing evil entity. It waits until you have had a good few days only to drag you down to its level in the depths of hell and torments you, baits you and taunts you relentlessly. We see many people who are very ill and they seem to perk up for a while before once again becoming gravely ill, I am convinced dementia is no different.
Within the hour of my head hitting the pillow, Elaine says, the screaming started and went on for most of the night, finishing with me sat up in bed, the bedroom bathed in daylight, sobbing my heart out and a complete mess.
THIS IS THE REALITY OF DEMENTIA
I make no excuses or have no shame in saying because of my Lewy body`s i suffer very badly from depression and I am on the highest amount of Fluoxetine that can be allowed. The physical downside of this is whilst I am conscious I am almost unable to weep.
AND YET
When dementia visits me at night it's so severe it seems to bypass this, Goodness knows how and turns me into a complete jabbering wreck.
Today will be a quiet day, today will be a solemn one, and yet even today i will try my best to fight my way out of the concrete overcoat dementia has wrapped around me once again
Norrms xxxxxxxxxx