Some of my workmates were joking about how good it would be to have dementia the other day.. Cos you could just forget to come to work, etc...
When I felt it was my moral duty to butt in and point out that that is not necessarily what dementia is about, and really they should never ever wish it upon themselves one of them said to me, "Oh my mum had it and she was just forgetful and it was rather a pleasant way to go". Of course I then pointed out what a dementia diagnosis meant for my father and both of them were quite surprised and maybe a little bit shocked, but I am guessing they think I am exaggerating or that Dad was just a one off case. I drove home that evening just shaking my head...how can people think that this disease is a pleasant way to go? Is it sometimes, is it ever...did this woman's mother really go pleasantly?? Or did she happen to die before the disease got truly distressing...or did her daughter just not see the reality?
What do others on here think?
When I felt it was my moral duty to butt in and point out that that is not necessarily what dementia is about, and really they should never ever wish it upon themselves one of them said to me, "Oh my mum had it and she was just forgetful and it was rather a pleasant way to go". Of course I then pointed out what a dementia diagnosis meant for my father and both of them were quite surprised and maybe a little bit shocked, but I am guessing they think I am exaggerating or that Dad was just a one off case. I drove home that evening just shaking my head...how can people think that this disease is a pleasant way to go? Is it sometimes, is it ever...did this woman's mother really go pleasantly?? Or did she happen to die before the disease got truly distressing...or did her daughter just not see the reality?
What do others on here think?