Dementia: Needles to the Heart

April 8, 2015 at 7:56 PM 2 comments

Robin Williams via Wikipedia

Robin McLaurin Williams July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014. (Image via Wikipedia.)

My husband called me just now and excitedly announced that — as if, surely, I didn’t know — Robin Williams died.

I said yeah, I knew.  What I didn’t say was that it’s been almost a year.

He said something like, “Oh, it’s so hard to tell you something you don’t already know.”  Again, I didn’t tell him it’s been almost a year.

Sixty second events like this happen every day when living with someone with dementia.

One learns to shake their head (without showing it) and to cry silent tears.

It’s like needles to the heart.  There’s no escaping what’s happening to my loved one’s brain.


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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Tim Truett  |  April 9, 2015 at 4:32 AM

    We’ve experienced this in our family as well and thoroughly understand and empathize. I was certain this was why I wasn’t seeing your thoughts & comments as often as I’d become accustomed.

    Remain strong and courageous ~ for what little it’s worth, feel a friend’s arm around your shoulder reaching from Central England.
    All my best wishes,

  • 2. Say It Ain't So Already  |  April 9, 2015 at 9:26 AM

    Tim, you are so very kind. Thank you. Yes, this is why I haven’t posted much of late. So much emotional energy goes into living with someone with dementia, not only surrounding day-to-day things, like this incident, but holding one’s breath waiting for the next big shoe to drop…a fall, the onset of incontinence, an overall major downturn.

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