Another Dementia Blog
I came across the Dementia Blog maintained by Diane Thornton. Diane was diagnosed with dementia a few years ago and has written a first person account of her experiences.
I've linked to her first post above. She hasn't posted very frequently; sometimes, only once a month. However, some of her writings provide an insight into dementia that mine will never be capable of doing. For this reason, I'd like to direct you to the following posts:
Bad Brain Day
Blissfully demented: Coming to peace with your dementia
You've been diagnosed with dementia - now what?
Searching for Home
Find the Joy in the Now
Would Lyn write posts similar to these if she could write? I don't know. In all honesty, it doesn't matter if she would because Diane has written these posts and more. They are providing me with an insight into my sister that I didn't have before.
I flew out to see Mom and Lyn this weekend. It was a quick trip and Lyn was looking forward to it even though I had just spent a week with them. Saturday evening, I was standing with Mom, chatting over the kitchen island. Lyn came in from the next room to demand that Mom come sit with her. She was clearly irritated. I assumed that she was irritated that we weren't directing our conversation so that she was the center of attention. After reading some of Diane's posts, I now wonder if, instead, Lyn's outburst was simply a symptom of her dementia.
I've linked to her first post above. She hasn't posted very frequently; sometimes, only once a month. However, some of her writings provide an insight into dementia that mine will never be capable of doing. For this reason, I'd like to direct you to the following posts:
Bad Brain Day
Blissfully demented: Coming to peace with your dementia
You've been diagnosed with dementia - now what?
Searching for Home
Find the Joy in the Now
Would Lyn write posts similar to these if she could write? I don't know. In all honesty, it doesn't matter if she would because Diane has written these posts and more. They are providing me with an insight into my sister that I didn't have before.
I flew out to see Mom and Lyn this weekend. It was a quick trip and Lyn was looking forward to it even though I had just spent a week with them. Saturday evening, I was standing with Mom, chatting over the kitchen island. Lyn came in from the next room to demand that Mom come sit with her. She was clearly irritated. I assumed that she was irritated that we weren't directing our conversation so that she was the center of attention. After reading some of Diane's posts, I now wonder if, instead, Lyn's outburst was simply a symptom of her dementia.
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