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Smoking and Diabetes Linked to Brain Calcifications
Researchers have hypothesized that abnormal buildups of calcium, or calcifications, in the hippocampus may be related to vascular problems that could contribute to hippocampal atrophy and subsequent cognitive deterioration.
The research is in Radiology. (full open access)
How do you answer
When someone stops you to ask you if your mother is special needs....
So many things ran through my head....
Do I try to educate them on this rare brain disease that is stealing my mother from me?
How do I answer this question?
Why SHOULD I answer this question?
Do I simply break their nose for being so rude?
I was so stunned I probably let a perfectly good teaching opportunity slip through my fingers by not answering at all, but when you preface the question with "don't be mad, but..." you know you're being rude so back the fuck off
The one thing my sister doesn't understand is how exhausting it is.
As she is going through the death throes of her second marriage, calling me for support at 1 am, it's all I can do to keep my eyes open.
I have so much stress in my life as it is I thought I was having a heart attack yesterday, stressing over bills and our lack of income to pay them. Oh don't get me wrong, I'm still working in addition to caring for mom, but I'm paid based on the business' contracts. No contracts = no pay. And let's just say pickings have been slim.
Mom's now going blind due to calcium build up in her eyes, and we think her cancer meds are making her fahrs symptoms worse, but they want her on them another 3 years.
I'm thinking of taking her off them despite their insistence (I looked the med up, it's pretty hard core for a tumor they were able to excise completely without a mastectomy, and 5 years seems to be an excessively long period to be on them, again with a tumor they were able to completely remove)
So we're in the middle of all that and she calls me with her doomed marriage. A marriage I called as doomed before it even started, which sis was very angry about me (not) saying at the time. (Basically I wouldn't give her my blessing so to speak on something I knew wouldn't last)
Anyway, she calls and I've just had a long scary day, with a sudden pain in my chest accompanied by dizziness and the edges of my vision going black, where I worried for hours about whether I should take the 1 hr+ drive to a hospital, leaving mom here alone, only to go to bed still fearfull), having trouble sleeping, and then to woken with the call "He's gone crazy!"
And honestly, I'm just too tired to deal with this shit.
I am so tired of having dreams where I am at peace, loved, safe and cared for.
I'm tired because I'm tired of waking up to find out it was a lie manufactured by my brain and I'm still in this shithole of mental despair, anguish, fear and depression.
Just spent nearly half an hour arguing with mom.
Trying to explain to her that the "ts" on her receipt stood for toaster strudel.
"But strudel starts with an 'st' they charged me for something I didn't buy!"
"No mom, 'T' for toaster 'S' for strudel 'ts'. It stands for toaster strudel, which you bought."
"But strudel starts with an 'st'!"
"Mom-TOASTER strudel. 'TS', get it?"
"But it has sweet beside it, 'TS Sweet'! I didn't buy this!"
"Yes you did mom, it stands for "Toaster Strudel" the sweet is probably just for their inventory.
"BUT STRUDEL STARTS WITH AN 'ST'!"
And round and round we go...
There are no sick days for a caretaker
Even when you feel the need to curl up in a ball and die
How do you answer
When someone stops you to ask you if your mother is special needs....
So many things ran through my head....
Do I try to educate them on this rare brain disease that is stealing my mother from me?
How do I answer this question?
Why SHOULD I answer this question?
Do I simply break their nose for being so rude?
I was so stunned I probably let a perfectly good teaching opportunity slip through my fingers by not answering at all, but when you preface the question with "don't be mad, but..." you know you're being rude so back the fuck off
So.... Having some troubles with relatives and I just wanna be like...
Come talk to me when you have to console your mother because she can't remember what happened that morning. When half of her day is just gone because a disease in he brain robbed her of it completely.
When she's baffles and confused at 1pm because there's this giant gaping hole where the morning should be.
Better yet, come talk to me when this is you, and your mind is messing with your reality and your life and control over your world is slipping out of your fingers...
