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Instead of a magical cure, I pray for an end to my mother’s life. Ironically, Mummy, as her family often calls her, is in remarkable physical health.
At age 92, she takes few medications and is ambulatory.
In fact, with the aid of a walker, Mummy strides up and down the halls in her care center — sometimes for hours.
When she is walking the halls, Mummy often appears to have a purpose and a destination in mind. Up close, it is immediately apparent Mummy is locked into a prison from which there is no parole.
When I do pray, it is always about my mother who is living with Alzheimer’s disease.
My prayers are never about reversing or even improving my mother’s condition because it is simply too late.
She is nothing more than a ZOMBIE sucking all the money out of us for no good reason she brings NOTHING to our lives but resentment and hate! My grandfather (age 83) has just been placed in a rehab facility for what appears to be the end of his life, he is not eating and forgotten how to swallow food. I am 23 and since I was 13, he has been living with my parents as they are his full time caretakers.
I moved out of their house at age 17 to go to college (as my parents harshly remind me everyday that I didn’t help them care for my grandfather).
I asked her if they would give him a feeding tube if it got to that point and she screamed at me and basically told me to stay out of it. Hi, my mother in law has vascular dementia, having had a couple of strokes a few years ago.. People keep saying what a wonderful job I did,but I know I didn’t and feel ashamed of myself for shouting at her towards the very final stages of her life.As long as I can remember my parents have been feeding, bathing, brushing teeth, dressing, and moving my grandfather from place to place. He does not recognize any of us and is only responsive to music.Long story short, he has been on the decline for a very long time.My mother has almost forced this onto my dad who loves her too much to ever speak his mind around her since she is so emotionally fragile she will break down. He chokes on his food and has started to get reoccuring chest infections due to him aspirating it. I thought of this as a blessing because I see it as his way to leave this world in peace and finally be out of his misery.I’ve questioned her before as to why they don’t consider a home (before he was placed in the rehab last week) and she breaks down and says I don’t get to ask questions since I moved out of their house 6 years ago. He always told me he never wanted to suffer when it was his time. They even asked me to pray for him to “bounce back” which, put lightly, caused me to snap.
While Mummy may not have major physical ailments, there is no doubt that she is suffering terrible mental anguish.