Raising three kids and a mom with Alzheimer's means there's never a dull moment... or a chance for therapy. This is my therapy. I never expected to be caring for my mom along with three young children. Here's our journey.
Friday, November 14, 2014
Would You, Could You?
If you could know how you were going to die, would you choose to know? What if it could affect how you lived the rest of your life? I'm not talking about the 'Enjoy All the Things Because Every Day Could Be Your Last!' aspect, I'm talking about the planning part. What if you know you would forget who your are or whether or not you ate for the last few days? What if you knew you wouldn't recognize your children even if they were standing in front of you, calling you 'Mom'? What about if it meant you could start putting money aside for an Assisted Living Facility (ALF) now so your children wouldn't have to contemplate liquidating their children's college funds to keep you in a decent home? Would you do it? Would you be able to enjoy the rest of your life or would the Grim Reaper lurking around you keep you in a constant state of anxiety? Would you take up bad habits again? Smoking? Sure, why not! Extra slice of cake? Who cares about the pounds? You'll need them when you forget how to eat down the line. Would you tell people what you really thought instead of playing nice all the time? Would you leave relationships that didn't feel fulfilling or would you stay and pray that those people don't give up on you when you started to lose your mind? Would you do the opposite? Would you forgo any bad behaviors on the off chance a cure is found and your body will be in tip top shape for recovery? Would you do it? Would you choose to know? If you found out you only had a certain amount of time to live and be aware of living, what would you do with your time? Would it change how you lived? What would you do differently?
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