Dementia
Dementia is a ugly disease of the mind... I think I'd rather die of something that will have a defined end rather then sit there and not know what is happening around or not be able to communicate with those around me. When he does talk, its like listening to a 3 yr old telling a tale. Yesterday he told me that he had to sleep at the legion because he didn't know how to get home and he wanted a telephone so he could call home. Another time he told me that there was a Chinese man "Back There" in his room... I asked him what if there was a Chinese man back there and he was saying that there was a frenchman out there sitting in the hallway... He just shrugs.. Every day its something different and he will repeat himself every 15 mins... He has no concept of time either.
I have been up here in NB Canada since before Christmas dealing with my father estate. He was found by a neighbor on the floor at his home last July and has been hospitalized since. I spent since Sept until the middle of Jan trying to obtain a lawyer to hire to get power of attorney in order to place him in a full care facility. I finally got the judge to sign off on the order yesterday... $4000 and a month later I'm his legal guardian. I hope to get him settle in a new facility in the next week or two.
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