Dementia is a very hard thing to be living with. Both for the person who has it and those who care for them.
My dad has vascular dementia which made his personality do a complete 180. It is hard for me to watch at times because he says and does things that before he had dementia he would never do. My mum tried to get him to do his physio that he was given and she was told: “I think we should get a divorce”. Him not knowing or understanding that no solicitor would take him on with his advanced dementia.
We had a period of time when he was falling all of the time. One night we had to call an ambulance out because he could not get up and there he was lying on the floor with his pants around his ankles as well as his trousers. Not a man wants his daughter to see him like that. He can’t even remember how to get into a car.
My father slips away in front of my very eyes and I just wonder why God would create an illness like this. I don’t understand why this kind of suffering is allowed. I am a firm believer that Euthanasia should not be an option but honestly, this sometimes shakes my beliefs. I see a man who is proud and has done so much for his community church, a talented musician fade away and is slowly being stripped of his dignity by this illness and it makes me wish at times that this was an option. Is that bad of me?