My Mum was always a well ro lady who lile to alot of her jobs etc on her own
We would always go to see her and help her when she needed help
But gradually over a period of time num would forget things like leaving Electronic things on like ovens microwave etc
We our it down to age
Then mum would talk and Hallucinatie about things that aren't there also very muddled
Mum wasn't safe in her own home
We tried keeping her at home but we knew Mums safety would be in a home
We visit jer regularly knowing that she is safe and receiving regular meals and personal Hygiene
Mum chats alot to the other residents
In her own way which is really nice to see
When mum thinks my daughter is still at school
Although she is 27yrs old
We go along with her and bot tp always correct her
Keeping her happy is the key
Mum joins in with most activities which is lovely
Sometimes mum remembers things
Then after a short while she will ask again
So we just repeat what we had said
We do have lots of good times with mum
When we go to see mum if she thinks w

My dear paternal grandmother, a retired Welsh schoolteacher, was fine in the summer of 1969, but by the winter of 1970 she was suffering from unspecified dementia. My mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in 2001 and by 2009 did not recognise me, her eldest son. When reminded, she said , “Oh yes, you were the good one.” That raised a few smiles among the congregated family members present, because as a teenager, I got into trouble more than a few times. Those losses made me choose to become a clinical neuropsychologist in the Care of the Elderly department in an NHS psychiatric hospital.

I am writing about my wife Wendy. Wendy was diagnosed with this terrible disease, lewy body dementia. My wife of 63 years passed away in February this year. She suffered badly with hallucinations, dreams and confusion. She was a lovely lady who throughout her time supported many different charities and now it’s my turn to support Alzheimer’s whenever possible.

Our lovely Mum (to seven of us) developed Dementia quite slowly but for the last ten years of her life (after our father died) was unable to live on her own and lived with one of my sisters. The Alzheimer's Society was such a great help - they offered support courses for members of the family and one to one social support, plus 'Singing for the Brain' - a weekly opportunity for her to enjoy singing again.

My story is a well worn, common tale of a man with superb wit and intelect, becoming a virtual shell who had no idea what day it was, let alone who I and my sisters were.. It's terrible when death becomes a blessed release l

my aunt died of dementia, now my dads got it i went to see him 2weeks ago, after chatting for 20mins, he said, ive got a son like you, are you my son, youll never know how much that hit me, hes now in a care home

My sister, Rosemary lives 200 miles from us & because I have been receiving chemotherapy treatment I have been unable to see her for six months.I have just received a video showing her yesterday & I am so shocked by how much she has deteriorated. She has followed the same pattern as our Mother 20 years ago.
I support Alzheimers Society because it is important that this horrible disease is defeated in the next 50 years so that noone has to suffer in the same way as my family has.

My grandma Gertrude Tomlinson died in hospital from dementia 30 years ago , it is a terrible disease . It effects all the family . So every little helps in the battle for a cure