She’s not the person I remember but every now and then I see a resemblance. I saw her yesterday and it was shocking to see how much she had diminished. Her skin color was grayish white. The skin just hung on the bones of her face and looked like wax, not healthy tissue. She tried but could barely eat one slice of pizza. She has lost a lot of weight, around 40 lbs. She doesn’t like to eat and hates nearly everything. Very argumentative as well. It is hard to see her, hard to deal with her. My heart is full of compassion as well as sorrow and fear. I had to go directly to bed after the visit because of the exhaustion of the constant tension when I was with her. I slept four hours.
My Mom is 84 years old. I don’t know how much time we have left with her. The heartache I feel is overwhelming.My Mom has dementia.
My Mom is 84 years old. I don’t know how much time we have left with her. The heartache I feel is overwhelming.My Mom has dementia.