My mum is 77 so not young in anyone’s book, and I am 42, so also not young in anyone’s book. By this I mean - this is only to be expected and she was never likely to live forever.
About five months ago my mum started showing personality changes, memory loss and physical coordination issues. Started falling a lot.
Over the last five months we’ve now moved to no short term memory (around five minutes maybe), very little long term memory, not reliably knowing im her daughter or that my children are her grandchildren or that my dad is her husband, unable to get dressed on her own, unable to do things like make a cup of tea, episodes of vomiting, falling continuously, problems with fine and gross motor, unable to hold a conversation entirely now - just rambles and it’s it nonsensical much of the time. Just like fragments of things which make no sense. Loss of language - struggles to remember common words.
Five months ago she was still driving and we were still more or less as normal. Just slight memory loss - repeating herself sometimes or forgetting things occasionally.
She is now entirely unrecognisable as the person she was before.
Last week we went to a private consultation as nothing had happened on the nhs apart from ‘wait for memory clinic’ and every day my mum is losing something else.
It was a neurology appointment and the the consultant thinks it is likely a rare form of rapid degenerative brain disease but would need to do more tests to ascertain which one. She was quite interested as she thinks it is something rare. She wouldn’t be drawn for definite on timescales but did say in all likelihood we are talking months. In some ways I guess this is a blessing.
Even though this news wasn’t really a ‘shock’ I have been barely able to function since. I feel so anxious all the time, I keep crying, I just keep thinking my mum will never go out for lunch with me again - she’ll never choose me a birthday gift or be excited to go and do anything with me and the children. She’ll never really enjoy anything because a lot of her emotional stuff is gone too. I can’t share my children’s achievements with her because it’s now meaningless for her and she’s forgotten in a minute and a half anyway. I wake up in the morning and feel unsure how I’m going to get through the day.
I do understand it’s common and what happens and it’s not tragic, just sad. And that neither of my parents are going to live forever.
I feel like my reaction is OTT and it’s getting on my own nerves. I need to just get a grip but I don’t know how. I’m not choosing to be anxious and sad all the time and I don’t know how to stop. I’m an only child so there are no siblings to share any memories of my childhood with and also I’m supporting my dad as much as I possibly can. I’m worried he is going to have some sort of breakdown.
Is my reaction unreasonable?