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Jesus Loves you...Your Cat doesn't. {#Dogset}
The first time I saw someone with dementia in real life was a few years. It was very sad to watch. I was at bday party and the grandma had dementia, she'll walk around saying hi to everybody every 5 minutes acting genuinely surprised to see them every time. Then she'll just stand there with a blank stare just start running around with a panic attack. It was heartbreaking to watch.
My Grandma had that shyt and the stages are truly frightening to behold. During the 'loop' conversation phase it may seem somewhat funny or lighthearted 'cause you know their mind is slipping and you humour it, but actively watching them gain and lose recognition at random is heartbreaking as fukk, man. Especially when they fall into the "Don't you remember, I'm....." conversations their loved ones have with 'em only to find that the results ain't always favorable.
That shyt pales to the 'quest' stage in which they go off lookin' for folk that's been dead and gone for decades.
Watched my Grandmother tip toe to a door and quietly close it like a Looney Toon's character in an escape attempt after we had to get a caretaker to watch her during the day was one of the most heartbreaking things of my life, breh. I had to let her get all the way to the other gate before I just magically walked through (I went outside and around the property to the other side) it, made up some shyt about going to go eat one of the Tarts she used to bake (Coconut) and usher her back inside with tears in my fukkin' heart.



