They Walk Alone **New Release**
It is pure torture to watch a loved one slowly lose everything and know there is nothing that can be done for them
It is so important to reassure your loved ones during the early stages of this disease. The more worked up they get, the more inept and useless they feel. Nobody should feel this way, especially those in the early stages of dementia. It’s not easy to be patient under normal circumstances. It’s even harder the fifteenth time you’re looking for a cell phone or car keys. You must force yourself to always exercise patience. If finding their phone is important to them, then it should be important to you. Telling them not to worry about it, or it’ll show up, doesn’t help at all. You might as well be talking to a wall. Finding a lost item will become a fixation for them. Drop whatever you’re doing and find the item. Be sure to include them in your search. Chances are they’re going to follow you around anyway.
This is a memoir of my journey caring for two loved ones, and experiencing the loss of a third loved one to this terrible disease. Witness with me, up-close and personal, the different stages of dementia- from early signs, diagnoses, progression, and finally the heart wrenching end. Learn from my experiences to identify the early symptoms sooner. And, more importantly, learn how to care for your loved one so that they never walk alone…
An Exclusive Excerpt
“My father-in-law, David Lyons, was my first experience of losing someone close to me to dementia. Losing him was hard for all of us, especially Marsha and her mother Dottie. Watching this horrible disease grab hold of David and slowly take him away from us was heartbreaking. Alzheimer’s causes dementia, so what he went through was very much like what Mamaw experienced. I can recall his regression as that disease progressed. Seeing the first symptoms of him losing his short-term memory and then started getting lost and easily disoriented. Then he got to where he couldn’t recognize anyone. And finally came the slow loss of bodily control.”
“Dottie kept David home for nearly the entire time while this demonic disease stole the man she had loved her whole life away from her. We helped as often as we could, but she shouldered the brunt of the responsibilities by herself. I have such admiration for the way she took care of him, and especially for how long she managed to do it. Her reward was that she got to be with the love of her life every moment, right up to near the end. It didn’t matter at all to her that he didn’t know who she was those last few years. It never bothered her that he shuffled like a zombie when she guided him around the house, or that she eventually had to feed him every meal. It didn’t matter at all to her that he had to wear a diaper when he could no longer control his bodily functions. She had to clean him up and change him throughout the day, never once complaining. I have no doubt it was worth every sacrifice and every painstaking task because she got to be near him. She could hold his hand, kiss his cheek, and hug him whenever she wanted. She got to lie next to this man every night and wake up with him beside her every morning. She got to spend every minute of every day with the man whom she had fallen in love with, made a life and family with, and grown old with. I am confident that she felt the sacrifices she made for him were more than worth what she got in return. How could I not admire someone who would do this?”