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Loving Alzheimer’s

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Alzheimer’s disease is defined by the Alzheimer’s Foundation fo America (AFA) as “a progressive, degenerative disorder that attacks the brain’s nerve cells, or neurons, resulting in loss of memory, thinking and language skills, and behavioral changes.”(http://www.alzfdn.org/AboutAlzheimers/definition.html) My Grandmother has Alzheimer’s. She is 86 years old and has been suffering from the disease for the past 6 years. She had been showing signs of poor memory and being flustered by little instances of memory loss, but nothing severe until 2006. Her self confidence was shattered and her health began to decline much more drastically. She had been diagnosed with dimentia/Alzheimer’s. Watching someone you love and cherish slowly forget who they are and who you are takes a toll on a family. I chose to do my documentary on my grandmother’s and my mom’s dealings with the disease because it has impacted my family and myself greatly. Everything changed when she forgot. My mom, aunts and uncles had to step in and take care of their mother as if she was their child. My uncle took over as power of attorney and my mom and aunt saw to her personal needs. From the hard decision to move her in to a nursing home to taking over her care, my family had to adjust to losing their mother. So she forgot us. Alzheimer’s didn’t just take my grandma’s memory, it took my grandma. She was no longer the laughing, joking, sassy woman I had grown up loving. As the disease took over she remained lighthearted and caring as best she could, but the jokes, stories, and memories were no longer there. The essence of my grandma was disappearing. At this moment the woman that is my grandmother is no longer my grandma. She is barely recognizable to me and yet I still love her as much, or even more than I did before. She isn’t grandma, she is Alzheinmer’s. Her jumbled brain and slurred speech make it hard to communicate. With my documentary I had hoped to capture the emotions behind the process of forgetting as well as what my aunts, uncles, mom, and grandma gradually went through.

 

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