Since they already heard mass (yes, I came home Sunday and rushed back to Metro Manila the very next morning to work), I decided to call on Grandma because she usually hears mass in the afternoon. When I came to pick her up, she was still getting ready. Everything seemed fine and normal, she even asked me to get money from my Aunt so she'd have some during the offertory.
We went and heard mass together. Everything was normal until after. When I told her that we should go the other way on our walk back, she asked me who I was.
I tried to jog her memory but there's nothing there of me. In my last attempt to have her remember me, I asked Grandma to come home with me for a while so she could have some snack. I thought that seeing my parents would help. But still there was nothing. I didn't even look slightly familiar to her.
This is the first picture I took with Grandma where she doesn't she no longer knows who I am.
I hope she doesn't end up hurting herself while her Alzheimer takes a strong hold on her.
Love you, Wows!
I'll come and visit you every time I come home. Doesn't matter if you remember each visit or not. Doesn't even matter anymore that you don't know me.
damn... my grandmother too has alzheimers... its terrible... she lives with us now. she used to live in manila but when my mum found out that she was being neglected there she decided to take her home to davao where she can take care of her... my grandma's memory has decayed so much shes regressed back to her infant stage... she is so helpeless now she can bearly swolow food without choking... she cant even talk anymore... i use to watch her a couple of years ago when my mum would go out. she would walk out of her room and i would ask her "nay san ka pupunta?" she would say "titingnan ko ang mga kahoy na binigay nang kapatid ko" she was a farm girl. she dosent know shes in a new house and in a new town. its weird but its facinating, its like a glimpse of her past. it'll be a tough road ahead of you just remember she is still your grandma. i wish you all the best...
ReplyDeleteI got really scared when I took our picture and showed it to her. I seem to have shocked her because she gasped and said "Oh! I'm so old!" like she expected to see herself younger....
ReplyDeleteI'm praying that my aunt's family, whom she's staying with, would be strong enough in the months to come when we're sure to see more progress into her regression.
your blog was so touching... I'm really surprised at what unconditional love can do. You such are a great person!
ReplyDelete