Our family definitely thought that my mother had a blessed release. She always said that if she felt that she was losing her mind to dementia that she would take an overdose as she couldn't bear to be like the dementia patients in the local hospital when she did WRVS. She also told me that she was going to build up a stash of tablets but we never found it. The first stroke came too quickly. By the time she'd had several, she was just a shell. I lost my mother nine years before she died. My father would beg her to let go and die; he exclaimed to the nursing home that it would be considered cruelty to let a dog live like she did.
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I’m so sorry you went through that.
We are going through it now. My mother seems to have declined rapidly this month.
I don’t wish her dead but I know it would be a blessed release too.
With dementia there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
There is no cure.
We all think if we had dementia we’d “end it” ourselves but most people with dementia don’t realise they have it so it would not be an option.
It’s a cruel, undignified, soul destroying disease.
I know what awaits my mother and, forgive me, but I hope something else takes her quickly before we get to that stage.
