I lost my dad to alzheimer's in 2002. I was fortunate to have found a wonderful place with compassionate caregivers, who took care of dad in a home type setting. Dad always had a smile on his face and was very pleasant. His face would light up whenever I came to see him. He would remind me to help mom with the babies. I reminded him I was one of the babies, and he just smiled.
He was aware that his mind wasn't what it used to be and he was often sad that he couldn't remember things. He knew I was someone special and that was good enough for me. He luckily didn't get to the late stages of alzheimer's and was able to eat, drink and get around a little with minimal care. I am grateful for the time we had to take walks, rides to Philly in the car and the memories I will have forever.
I have participated in several walks and had donations made in his memory when he passed. Someday it is my hope that a cure will be found.
Cherry Hill, NJ