This past week my sister-in-law lost her mother, though in
many ways they lost her years ago. Her mother had Alzheimer’s disease, and she
had long since lost those aspects of her personality that made her who she was.
Alzheimer’s is a disease of the brain demonstrated by
progressive signs of mental impairment. This disease takes over the mind,
altering personality and character, as if exchanging the one known and loved
with a total stranger. Day by day their loved one changes until there are only
traces remaining of the person they once knew.
As the disease progresses, the brain is damaged more and more, moods, attitudes, memories and
other facets of personality deteriorate until the person everyone knew is gone.
In the beginning, it is usually memory problems that are
recognized. Forgetting important dates, numbered things like addresses and
phone numbers. Maybe the person recognizes faces, but forgets names. And maybe
they go somewhere like a store and can’t remember why they were there.
These initial episodes are devastating, for the afflicted
person knows something is wrong, but are unable to make sense of any of it. Forgetfulness
or memory loss is usually the first sign, and the reason people seek medical
assistance.
We are defined by our specific personal experiences. Everything
we do is built on what went on before, our occupation, hobbies, interests and
relationships. Imagine not being able to recall the details of your life.
Memory is the ability to retain or recall thoughts, images,
ideas, and experiences...anything previously learned. It can be divided into ‘working’
memory, and the more widely known, short term and long term memory, and is too
complicated a subject for me to delve into.
Memory loss is only one symptom, one of a larger picture of
cognitive decline that include reasoning and calculating, the inability to
learn, difficulties with language and communication.
Other common symptoms include self-neglect, spatial
disorientation, and behavioural and personality changes.
Loving, and living with, someone with Alzheimer’s is a sad
and painful experience, one presenting with constant challenges. As a nurse I
worked with many Alzheimer patients, and their families, and saw first-hand the
toll it took on the family.
Not only is it a case of living with the unknown, as the
course of the disease is unpredictable, it’s living with an ‘unknown’, as the
afflicted person becomes a stranger, their behaviour confusing and often very unlike
their former self.
I always thought that with the loss of memory, the loss of
personality, the Alzheimer patient is beyond the kind of pain the family are
constantly facing. They live in the moment, no past and no future, it’s the
family who remember what was, what is no more and will never be again.
For my sister-in-law, with her mother’s passing, I hope she
and the family are able to find some peace. They can mourn the loss of their
mother, with a sense of finality, as they’ve mourned for years the loss of her
spirit and the true essence of her being.
Remember the good times, and cherish the memories.
No comments:
Post a Comment