This cartoon depiction of a father's descent into dementia and his death appears in today's Daily Mail http://tinyurl.com/qe87yll
My parents died at the ages of 58 (mum) and 75 (dad) and were both lucky enough to be spared the horror of losing their mind whilst there body chugged on.
I hope that nobody is upset by this post - my judgement can be a tad dodgy..... thereby lied another story of the brain giving up before the body.
pixie - I would never find the son's comments patronising. I can hear a man talking to his father during the more lucid moments, trying to find out where and when it started, how his father felt and, above all, trying his hardest to reassure him.
well it's the case for many of us that have to handle this, the play-out between the elements being different for each.....I must say that it's the end that I dread ré my mater....in many ways, and I know this sounds awful, I hope a major stroke nails her. Yes, it may be selfish but I am sure many will understand.