My mom plays along and mentioned that her hair looks like a witch's. She hates it now that it's gone natural grey. We don't color it anymore and occasionally she will catch a glimpse of herself and be shocked at her reflection. Her disease is progressing so much that she can barely walk. On our outings now we have to struggle with a wheel chair. This won't stop us from getting her out of the house and seeing new and different things. It's hard to believe that 17 months ago she was living in her own little apartment in an assisted living facility, walking to the store, taking the elevator up and down to check her mail and eat her meals. Now sometimes she barely recognizes her room or the people that take care of her.
When I started to write about my mom I felt a little as if I was betraying her, writing about her disease; because she has always been such a private person. I knew if my mom were not affected by dementia she'd have a FIT if she knew I was posting pictures and stories of her all over the internet! It gave me the opportunity to hear stories of so many other moms that are suffering from this horrible disease. I met Rosemary through my blog and we've shared so much about our sweet moms. Kim is another sweet blogger that has shared her moms journey with me. We've had laughs about the silly things and also shed many tears. Being able to share with others that are going through the same experiences has brought me so far. I'm lucky to have my two sisters that are going through this right along side me too. I no longer burst into tears after I leave her on Saturdays, or lay awake at night questioning if we are doing the right thing for her.
I'm so sad to say that both Rosemary and Kim lost their beautiful Mothers recently. I know they are finding comfort that their sweet Mamas are finally at peace.