Cant sleep, mind is going crazy. Life was so much easier when I was the child and you were the Dad... Each day I watch my father go... Deeper and deeper into this black hole. Talking in circles of his long gone past... Losing the present, for his memories dont last. The man from my childhood is locked away in there... Strong and free, living without a care As the days pass, he requires more and more care... From shaving, eating and even combing his hair. As his memory goes, I can only stand by... Frustrated and helpless and yes sometimes I cry. It will not get better, for this disease has no cure... But I will be there until the end, that is all that is for sure. This once mighty oak, may have withered with age... Ah but the man he was will always be my center stage. For his memories may no longer be clear... He is always my father through year after tear. The day will come when he wont even remember my name... I will still look up to him, just as he were the same. With all being said, there is on thing I beg please... God help find a cure for Alzheimers disease. So others wont suffer and live with the strife... And parents can live, a full dignified life. I pray for others in the same situation... Those of us in the Care giver Nation. Billy S. 2014
Posted on: Fri, 12 Dec 2014 13:29:52 +0000