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Jeannine
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- BC Canada
I have mentioned the odd thing here and there since I joined the forum but never really posted this.
I married my Husband when I was 16, we have been married 57 years.
By the time 2000 came I was sure my husband had some form of dementia. I knew him inside out and backwards and I just knew. It took me two years almost to get a diagnosis and it is Alzheimers.
John is a very clever man, he is a member of Mensa . When he got the firm diagnosis he was still in the early stages and he thoroughly educated himself about the whole disease including the last stages. He made his own decisions ahead of time regarding some medical choices and of course made me his power of attorney in all things. Now you are in the picture.
I looked after him at home for 14years after his diagnosis but last year because of choices beyond my control I had no option but to find a care home place for him . He is now in late stage .
He is fine, well looked after, has no health problems apart from a pace maker and the Alzheimers, he is quite peaceful.
Then comes me. I have now lost the only man I ever loved, he was my best friend, we did everything together and were still like romantic teenagers together until this wicked disease put a stop to everything. We hear about folks who found there soul mates well I am sure we did and I find I am falling apart, I feel one half of me has been ripped from me.
Folks keep telling me I will get used to this but it has not eased even an inch.
I am pretty sure now he know longer knows me. I visit him all the time, sit and watch his fave dvd's with him, take him in his favorite music , I take my needlework and sit there like we would at home but every time I go I cry for hours when I come home, I don't eat, I don't sleep.
The same day he went in my very closest friends husband died of a huge heart attack, she has healed from her grief and they were very close.
I cannot see life without him, I really don't want to, bear in mind we were an incredibly close couple. I don't know what is in the future for me, I can't see that far but I am hurting so bad and it is not easing off.
I know all the therapy answers, it was my job and I am not by the way depressed. Is there anyone out there who has never got over the loss of someone they love because I am starting to get a bit irritated with those who are telling me a whole new life will open up for me.
Sorry to dump this on you all but maybe there is some one I can relate to who can give me a couple of answers as to how to move on
I love my husband so much and simply can't accept the loss.
XX Jeannine
I married my Husband when I was 16, we have been married 57 years.
By the time 2000 came I was sure my husband had some form of dementia. I knew him inside out and backwards and I just knew. It took me two years almost to get a diagnosis and it is Alzheimers.
John is a very clever man, he is a member of Mensa . When he got the firm diagnosis he was still in the early stages and he thoroughly educated himself about the whole disease including the last stages. He made his own decisions ahead of time regarding some medical choices and of course made me his power of attorney in all things. Now you are in the picture.
I looked after him at home for 14years after his diagnosis but last year because of choices beyond my control I had no option but to find a care home place for him . He is now in late stage .
He is fine, well looked after, has no health problems apart from a pace maker and the Alzheimers, he is quite peaceful.
Then comes me. I have now lost the only man I ever loved, he was my best friend, we did everything together and were still like romantic teenagers together until this wicked disease put a stop to everything. We hear about folks who found there soul mates well I am sure we did and I find I am falling apart, I feel one half of me has been ripped from me.
Folks keep telling me I will get used to this but it has not eased even an inch.
I am pretty sure now he know longer knows me. I visit him all the time, sit and watch his fave dvd's with him, take him in his favorite music , I take my needlework and sit there like we would at home but every time I go I cry for hours when I come home, I don't eat, I don't sleep.
The same day he went in my very closest friends husband died of a huge heart attack, she has healed from her grief and they were very close.
I cannot see life without him, I really don't want to, bear in mind we were an incredibly close couple. I don't know what is in the future for me, I can't see that far but I am hurting so bad and it is not easing off.
I know all the therapy answers, it was my job and I am not by the way depressed. Is there anyone out there who has never got over the loss of someone they love because I am starting to get a bit irritated with those who are telling me a whole new life will open up for me.
Sorry to dump this on you all but maybe there is some one I can relate to who can give me a couple of answers as to how to move on
I love my husband so much and simply can't accept the loss.
XX Jeannine