Caregivers. We are all caregivers. As humans we care for one
another, or we should. Most especially, we care for those close to us.
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As a youth I loved and respected my parents, a
form of caring for them in my child-like way.
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As a young wife and mom, I cared for my husband
and children.
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As a teacher, I cared for my students.
But the logical timeline of maturation, love, and respect
tipped topsy-turvy when my parents reached their eighties. They slowly began to
lose their minds and act irrationally. I became concerned for their safety. I
sought out medical treatment, and they were both diagnosed with Alzheimer’s
disease on the same day.
Over the next decade I became the parent to my parents. I
gradually, painfully made decisions they opposed in order to protect their
well-being. In the process, I felt guilty taking everything away from the
people who had given me everything.
As I struggled to keep the pieces of my life together––my
marriage, my own family, my career and the care of my parents––I grasped for
resources, but found few. I am a positive person, therefore I sought uplifting
resources, but much of what I read was written with a negative undertone. I
found books about the ill treatment of a caregiver by an unreasonable loved
one, about adult siblings who fought, and about children who had grown up with
angst toward a parent continuing through caregiving years. Even so, every time
I found a kernel of truth, I felt as though I could keep going, someone else
was brave enough to share this upside down world as well.
I came to the conclusion that sharing my story might help others.
Alzheimer's Daughter details my journey caring for
both parents who were diagnosed on the same day. It is written with wincing
honesty about the cruel affects of the disease, but a WWII love story held
together by faith and family is contained within the pages.
Over the past several months,
four other authors from across the country and I have crossed paths, all of us
affected in some way by Alzheimer’s disease/dementia.
The five of us have joined
together to recognize those unsung heroes, caregivers. From each other we
learned that all of us felt compelled to write our books, hoping to make a
difference…hoping that we might make the pathway of others traveling this road
a little less painful and lonely. Perhaps you will find comfort and support
within our pages.
Somebody Stole My Iron by Vicki
Tapia
Vicki details the daily challenges, turbulent emotions,
and painful decisions involved in caring for her parents. Laced with humor and
pathos, reviewers describe her book as “brave,”
“honest,” “raw,” “unvarnished,” as well as a “must-read for every Alzheimer's/dementia
patient's family.” Vicki wrote this story to offer hope to others, to reassure them that
they’re not alone.
Blue Hydrangeas by Marianne Sciucco
Marianne describes
herself as a writer who happens to be a nurse. This work of fiction is based
upon her care for the elderly. It's a tenderly told love story about Jack and
Sara, owners of a New England bed and breakfast. Sara is stricken with
Alzheimer's and Jack becomes her caregiver.
What Flowers Remember by Shannon Wiersbitzky
Shannon writes this
work of fiction through the eyes of a small-town preteen girl, Delia, whose
elderly neighbor, Old Red Clancy is failing mentally. The aged gentleman has to
be placed in a care facility, but Delia will not let him wither away. She
devises a way for the whole community to remind Old Red how important he has
been in all of their lives.
On Pluto: Inside the Mind of Alzheimer’s by Greg O’Brien
Diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer’s, Greg O’Brien’s
story isn’t about losing someone else to Alzheimer’s, it is about losing
himself a sliver at a time while still fighting to live with Alzheimer's, not die with it.
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