My grandmother had alzheimer’s. After she was too far gone, my mother wouldn’t let me come with her to visit. In some ways, I love her for that because I want to remember my grandmother as she was, vibrant and full of energy. I could see how difficult it was for my mother.
Having worked in a hospital for 10 years I have seen and cared for many with this horrible disease...Some patients are happy even though they don’t remember you...these are the lucky ones....some are so far out of it, its really much sadder....I have told my kids they don’t have to visit me if I get alz. cause I won’t know them anyway......