
WARNING: If you are going to complain about depressing blogs. Do not read this one. I will write cheery ones later, I promise
Ok well I have been feeling a bit shit at the minute with everything going on but Monday must have been the worst experience of my life
I went to my nan and Grandads. This was the first time I had seen my Grandad since his dementia had become bad. I did not recognise him, he came down the stairs looking so confused, a ghostly complexion, his face was just a skeleton. His hands were shaking and he couldnt even speak properly. I couldnt believe it, I was looking at a man. a man that couldnt smile. A man that had no sparkle in his eyes. He was not my grandad. To top it off he didnt really know how I was and couldnt stay awake. Dementia is the biggest bitch. EVER.
I cant deal with this at the moment, I go to sleep and I have nightmares about it, I wake up and I am living the nightmare.
I even burst into tears when I see people with their grandads.
All that is left to say is I love you grandad and always will.You mean everything to me and I think about you always. If there was anything I could do to take this terrible illness away, believe me I would do it quicker thank you can imagine.
If only tears could make everything go away...
Iloveyou