I've just returned from a heart-wrenching visit with my father-in-law. I have known this man for 25 years. He was a hard-headed, big brute of a man that spent most of his life working. He started with nothing and built himself up to a man with no shortage of material assets and money in the bank. He has lived his life through serious droughts and years of plenty. He was not always the easiest man to get along with, but he earned alot of people's respect. Now, the dreadful disease Alzheimers has taken him from us, and he spends his days in a home where he can't relate to anything or anyone. We, as a family take turns going in and feeding him, as the staff there have no luck. We used to get him to eat something, now the trips into town are an exercise in futility. He has wasted away to nothing, and it breaks my heart to see him this way.
Sorry to dump this all on you fine folks, but I just needed to talk to somebody, anybody. It makes me feel a bit better.
Sorry to dump this all on you fine folks, but I just needed to talk to somebody, anybody. It makes me feel a bit better.