annie88 said:
I've not had a family member that has had it, I can't imagine how hard that is.
Recently I had to introduce myself back to the father of an old friend of mine who I've known for over 40 years since I was in elementary school.
I was at her oldest son's graduation dinner and he and her mother were there and he came up to me and said Hi, I'm Sully. Knowing he had been dealing with Alzheimers, I simply introduced myself back to him and he said nice to meet you.
Later in the evening, my friends son put his gown and cap back on to take photos with us and her father leaned into me and asked "why is he wearing that funny outfit"?
I told him that he had graduated from high school earlier. He just said "oh".
Overall he was smiling, pleasant and enjoying the evening for the most part, but it was sad to me. He was a brilliant civil engineer with Exxon for decades and then did a lot of investing after he retired. Brilliant man.
I'm not sure if he'll ever get to the angry point, or honestly if they've gone through that much, but it's just heartbreaking to look into someone's eyes and see they're fading away.
But I also know the best way to deal with it is just go with it and don't try to correct.
You handled that well. And your last sentence is perfect. My nature is to correct, but in these situations I had to learn not to do so.
I acquired my CPA practice from a much older man, so the clients from his peer group were old as well. Time and time again I witnessed them starting to show the effects of dementia or such. I asked one of them to bring his bank statements and, almost childlike, he asked "what is a bank statement?
I was walking back from the bank one day and one of my clients, a retired dentist, ran into me and said hi. We did the small talk for a bit as we walked along and he asked me where I was going and I said to my office. He asked where my office was. I realized he was not having a good day mentally and I told him where it was, even though he had been there 200 times in the prior 20 years or so. He was walking further on and I crossed the street to my office and we said our goodbyes and he didn't recognize the place.
All those once brilliant minds, doctors, dentists, engineers, teachers, etc. suddenly fading away, just as you said. I grew up in this town and many of them were parents of people I went to school with and parents of friends of mine. In four or five cases, I would worry about them finding their way back home. So, after they drove off, I would get in my truck and drive to where they lived to be sure they had gotten back home.
It truly is heartbreaking to see it happen.