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Flowers – Day 6 – #Blogtober17

Day 6 in the #Blogtober Challenge is Flowers! If you’d like to catch up with the other posts you can read them here. I have loved this Blog Challenge so far. This is going to be a tough one to write.

Forget-Me-Nots

Forget-Me-Nots are the flower that represents Alzheimer’s.

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Dad had been for various tests, memory tests, blood tests and an MRI and it was time to get the results. I went with Mum and Dad to this appointment. I kinda sat in the background and was taking a few notes as I’m sure these kind of appointments there is so much discussed that it can be a lot to take in for Mum and Dad. The Doctor went through another memory test with Dad whilst we were in this appointment. This was incredibly difficult to witness. There was an A4 sheet with lots of squares and in each square was a picture of an object or animal. I think one was a crown. Dad was thinking hard, he said “Oh, that is one of those things you put on your head if you’re really important.” WOW I was really shocked by that! Then she pointed at a picture of a squirrel. Dad looked deep in thought again, for ages…. then said “Sorry I don’t know”.

Swallowing back down the huge lump that had appeared in my throat and screaming at myself in my head to NOT CRY!!  She then gave him a pen and a bit of paper and told him to draw a clock face and put the hands at a certain time. He drew the circle but then wrote the numbers 1-12 all around the first half of the circle and then couldn’t set the time with the hands and said “I’m sorry I can’t do that”. At that point I realised how bad things were and my heart broke into a thousand tiny pieces. I had been pretty much oblivious up until then. He was then, that day, in June 2016, at the age of 67 years old, diagnosed with Alzheimers.  The doc said we shouldn’t really see much of a change in the first 2-3 years. Already in just over a year we have seen some quite big changes.

It’s scary and really bloody hard to see him changing. It is especially hard for my Mum.

I am in my heart of hearts petrified of what’s to come. Petrified.

We just need to all need to be there for each other as a family and deal with each day as it comes.

Forget-Me-Nots

forget me nots, dementia, family

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