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Alzheimer’s
In October 2019, my husband of 51 years died of Alzheimer’s Disease. It was a precious 12 years from the moment he was diagnosed to the day he died. We shared that experience. The early Alzheimer’s years were a bit comedic at times. His sense of humor sustained both of us.
He chose to transition by not eating, and we chose to honor his thinking. He was a smart guy and knew the outcome; he wanted to terminate his life when first diagnosed and prevent the final years, crappy years from happening for me. I said NO! I wanted every minute.
I’m grateful for his decision and thankful for the 12 years we had. Because Charlie and Trudy, mentioned in an earlier post, had an enviable marriage, I did to. Were the last two years of his life as awful as described by many others? Yes!!! And, he was home alone with me, except for a two-morning-a-week helper. His last day at home he was still playing peek-a-boo behind a pillow. Grateful for every moment.
Relationship
Image by Trung Nguyễn from Pixabay Looking for shared interests
Friends Old and New
Friendships take cultivating
Windy
Wisdom and Big Wind Day Share a common thread Pic by Katie of Pixabay
UnFamily
“The family we choose …”
Speeches
Fear of speaking can affect your health – Pixabay image by Tung7
Travel
An unplanned cruise.
Image by dominador from Pixabay