My "micro family" is fine and quite happy. I was in October 50 years old, and it felt and feels better than 49. But I don´t know why
Life is treating me well, only our mom - I have an older sister - started suffering from dementia a time ago. First we didn´t notice. She is 86 years old. It appeared normal that she forgot some things or didn´t want to take part in meeting friends any more often. Now I know it was the beginning of dementia. In the last four weeks it got so fast worse. I didn´t know that dementia can progress so fast. She did things like cutting her furniture in pieces because she thinks she needs the inside of the furniture for doing her hair. She sees people around her and asks me to take them out of her room. Then she has aggressiv phases and is very nasty, loud and mean. My sister and I are always dear with her though. I read about dementia. Someone who suffers from dementia loses the learned abilities because nerve cells are destroyed and connections between nerves in the brain die.
Last Tuesday she didn´t know my name any more. And Wednesday she asked me who I am.
I am thinking a lot. I am so speechless. It is such a strange situation that someone is not there any more, but is still alive. I can´t do anything with the outside of people. I never could. I do not remember faces well. And now when I sit with my mom, I look as attentively as I can at her and when I do this, in my thoughts I try to fill her little body with all the memories I have.
I cared always for my mom since my dad died 30 years ago. My mom felt never like a mother. She was someone for whom I was responsible. Every family structure has its faults, but I consider myself nevertheless lucky because I had my dad and will always have. I had never in my life the feeling I am missing something. Because the relationship with my mom was so upside down, I have maybe a bit more distance than my sister. She is much more emotional than me and feels, I assume, as a child to our mom (is that right English? :-)). I am so sorry that she has to experience this all.
I didn´t want to make anyone sad. I am only confused. But life is treating me also well
Not much different to the 40s really , only I eat healthier & get to know women more , before making any rash decisions , I may regret in the morning .
Innocentia00122: My "micro family" is fine and quite happy. I was in October 50 years old, and it felt and feels better than 49. But I don´t know why
Life is treating me well, only our mom - I have an older sister - started suffering from dementia a time ago. First we didn´t notice. She is 86 years old. It appeared normal that she forgot some things or didn´t want to take part in meeting friends any more often. Now I know it was the beginning of dementia. In the last four weeks it got so fast worse. I didn´t know that dementia can progress so fast. She did things like cutting her furniture in pieces because she thinks she needs the inside of the furniture for doing her hair. She sees people around her and asks me to take them out of her room. Then she has aggressiv phases and is very nasty, loud and mean. My sister and I are always dear with her though. I read about dementia. Someone who suffers from dementia loses the learned abilities because nerve cells are destroyed and connections between nerves in the brain die.
Last Tuesday she didn´t know my name any more. And Wednesday she asked me who I am.
I am thinking a lot. I am so speechless. It is such a strange situation that someone is not there any more, but is still alive. I can´t do anything with the outside of people. I never could. I do not remember faces well. And now when I sit with my mom, I look as attentively as I can at her and when I do this, in my thoughts I try to fill her little body with all the memories I have.
I cared always for my mom since my dad died 30 years ago. My mom felt never like a mother. She was someone for whom I was responsible. Every family structure has its faults, but I consider myself nevertheless lucky because I had my dad and will always have. I had never in my life the feeling I am missing something. Because the relationship with my mom was so upside down, I have maybe a bit more distance than my sister. She is much more emotional than me and feels, I assume, as a child to our mom (is that right English? :-)). I am so sorry that she has to experience this all.
I didn´t want to make anyone sad. I am only confused. But life is treating me also well
Am of the opinion,that some ethnic groups,especially from the north of Europe, they have learned+taught, to suppressed their emotions.Again i might be wrong.-
chris27292729: Am of the opinion,that some ethnic groups,especially from the north of Europe, they have learned+taught, to suppressed their emotions.Again i might be wrong.-
Except she's described only 2 unique perspectives within her family. Both make sense. Not exactly stoic, but compared to islanders...am I generalizing ? It's takes a village.
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