It is 7 years ago this week that I was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s Disease at the Queens Medical Centre, Nottingham.
My life and outlook to it, changed in an instant that day… I was given heart monitoring and within three weeks put on medication that I now have to take for the rest of my life.
To make matters worse, if you’ve followed my Alzheimer’s story, you’ll be aware that I was actually caring for my mother and stepfather who both had the illness in the later stages… my stepfather has since died and my mother is in her care home getting the best help that she can.
I have had my ups and downs in the last seven years… the wobbles, the anger, the emotion – but I’ve got a care package in place now with the social services and have a support worker help me weekly and have everything in place for when the inevitable ‘oblivion’ happens, whenever that may be.
