In the eyes of my dog Paco, I haven’t changed a bit. I still provide the same lap, provide the same treats, and pretty much cater to his wishes. It’s a strange thing to comprehend, that my mind is gradually changing, as the Dementia advances. For most folks, I seem the same today as I was yesterday, a husband, father and an Episcopal Priest.
But behind the curtains, my brain is slowly changing. My brain is not the same it was a few years ago. It’s as if someone has moved into my brain and is, well, changing things around. The changes have been gradual, and haven’t been life threatening. But there is some redecorating going on, and it often doesn’t feel good.
The medication that I am taking are designed to slow such things down. They can’t reverse the damage and make the lesions go away. They each have their own side effects, and have created a “new normal.” The fog inside my head has become a steady, demanding tenant.
I decided to create this blog, to describe some of my experiences. Hopefully, it will allow me to help make some sense of things. One hears the word “dementia”, and often fears the worse; I don’t think at this point that it needs to be that way. Life does goes on, and perhaps my musings will be comforting to others.
I hope you will read my musings. I am not a Dementia expert by any means and can only share those things within myself. I need to say that I am writing these words primarily for myself. If others find them to be helpful, I’ll be blessed by that.
For those who share the illness, you will be in my prayers. I do believe there is life after Dementia, both on earth and with the Lord. May God bless you and give you strength, as you struggle on your journey. And I hope, sometime you’ll want to share your story.