

Hello.
My nan passed with dementia a few years ago too. I felt for my dad at the time but after visiting her and her not recognising me, not recognising my dad, basically living and suffering for nothing, it was pretty neutral when she did die.
I didn’t miss the old lady in a chair pointed at a TV that kept her conscious. I missed my nan who’d always sneak us biscuits (cookies) and insisted I was handsome from 0 years old to 30 years old. But she’d been gone a long time. I think my dad had hope she’d snap out of it. My hope is that I never see him like that. And that me losing things is my ADHD, not a precursor.
Ah yes. Those Irish Islamists. Always demanding Sharia law.