Thursday, 11 September 2008


Dan and I are going to go visit my Grandma this weekend.

I'm quite worried, I don't know how it'll be. From what Dad said (Grandma and Granddad visited my family last week), it sounds like there's already been some pretty rapid deterioration. I'd hoped to catch up on those times that I should have visited but didn't; visit her while the dementia's still in its early stages. But I don't know if it is still in its early stages. It's early enough that she'll remember me and be happy to see me, but I don't know — I think she'll mostly just be forgetful. "Not herself". Being "not yourself" is fine if it's a temporary thing, but this is just going to get worse and worse.

It doesn't sound like she knows/has been told she has dementia — but how would you tell someone something like that?

Dad said I'll notice the difference in her. I'm worried as to what that means.

I love my Grandma, I don't want this to be happening.

At least I'm visiting her now. I just wish there hadn't been all those free weekends when I thought about visiting them but just couldn't be bothered.

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