I worked in an adult day care center with Alzheimer’s patients for a little over 2 years. It was the most emotionally draining time I can think of in my life.
It is a horrible, awful disease that robs a person little by little over an agonizingly slow period of time.
I could tell you tons of stories about different clients we served. One was a prominent lawyer at one time in Birmingham. His daughter dropped him off every morning at day care and he sat by the door, crying, waiting for her to come back.
We had a man and a woman that considering themselves to be dating and would sit on the couch all day holding hands. The woman’s daughter decided this was “inappropriate” and she stopped bringing her mother to the center with no warning to either of them. The man went to that couch every day for 3 months asking when Margaret was coming and when we told him she wasn’t coming he would sit there and cry. His memory was gone so every day was the same thing. He didn’t remember the next day that she wasn’t coming back so he would ask again and again and again. He died after 3 months.
I have sat one day and listened to their stories about their children, wars they fought in, jobs they had, world events they witnessed and then the next day have to take them to the restroom when they soiled themselves and couldn’t remember their own name.
It is my prayer constantly that with enough research that there can be some kind of cure or at least medicine advances to slow down the process and give these people a little more time.
You definitely have my thoughts jjimm and I completely understand where you are coming from when you say you would rather die.