#cw dementia

[squidsystem]

fire emblem dragons are so cool and awesome when they actually interact with the implications of them and it's a shame that some of their character designs are just really bad which obscures the cool stories involved with them. Because fire emblem dragons are just people, they think like people, they grow like people, they act like people, but they live a mind bendingly long time. I love the child dragon characters because more often than not they're either unnerving with how much they've lived and how much they understand when they literally just look like 10 year old, and or they are too young to even comprehend the meaning of their quite literally thousands and thousands of years lifespans. The fact Tiki is still grappling with the traumatic experience of losing everyone she's ever loved 2000 years after losing them is just such big frown. Like imagine the existential horror of being an 11 year old weird girl but for centuries instead of a year. The old as fuck dragons are really cool too, I think the degeneration lore is really cool and I don't see concepts like it get explored enough, the idea that being so powerful that mortals consider you an unknowable is so unsustainable that they essentially lose their sanity and eventually their sapience is so fucked up. And they probably didn't even realise it was happening until entire ages had already passed. Imagine being a member of a species with a fatal flaw that no one could know about until it was far too late. The fact pretty much all dragons in Fire Emblem are the humanoid manaketes is literally because the ones that didn't are more or less extinct because they were too prideful to relinquish their power, and in some sense, their entire identity. More FE stories should examine the experience of their dragons. Are any manaketes dysphoric because they're forced to live in a body that doesn't reflect who they really are? Imagine the angst. I love fire emblem

[earlgreytea68]

My 92-year-old grandmother has been suffering from dementia for the past decade. We are at the point now where this is how our morning goes: I put her boots on for her, put her coat on for her, zipper it up, help her down to the car, put her in the car and strap her in, and then drive her to daycare for the day. And it just really struck me how this is the exact morning routine that my sister is in with her four-year-old, except that with the four-year-old we are trying to teach her to prepare her for the world: This is how you put shoes on, here is how to put on your coat, this is how a zipper works. But with my grandmother we know she will never again know how a zipper works. In fact, she will just lose more and more. Now she has started losing language, in exactly the reverse of the way we learned language. Yesterday she told me she didn't know what a butternut squash was when I referenced one. Of course this is something she did know once, but her mind has lost it. Complex sentence structures and abstract concepts are slowly fleeing from her in the way that you wouldn't use those structures with a small child. It's just truly amazing how you march forward for so long, then you just march perfectly backward to where you started. (Not everyone ages this way, of course. But for my grandmother with dementia, at least, it's a shockingly perfect parallel. She used to be at the same level as the kids, and now the kids have gotten older and moved past her and she's regressed backwards to the toddler-ness. It's been striking to watch.)

[monochromayhem]

So I messed around on r/OriginalCharacter and

I’m… guys pick me up I’m scared how did I write any of this

[scarfacemarston]

Hey! Just wanna say sorry you're having a rough time. I relate to what you're going through. My mom has physical disabilities that cause cognitive decline similar to dementia and she's slowly getting worse, and it's really hard. Somedays and better than others, but it's so exhausting to care for someone, especially a parent, so I feel for you. It can easily crush your spirit, but keep on keepin' on as best you can. As they say - you've survived 100% of your worst days. :) xoxox

Just catching up: First of all, thank you so much for your kind words. I have been flip flopping as far as how much I'm on here. It's been definitely keeping me busy and I think one thing they don't talk about is how weird it is to have such a decent day one day and a horrible one the next. I am so so sorry to hear about your mother. Having that mixture of physical and cognitive makes it so much more difficult. So much confusion when we're trying to help them with their pain or whatever their needs, but yeah. I'll quit droning on. lol

Thank you so much again for reaching out.

[fanartbyherd]

A sketch of Gertrude Robinson and Gerry Keay. I made this for/with @underwhelming-artistry

[mythboundmuses-archive]

[ i know you already added them AND i know NOTHING about them but. i wish to see snippets of either joyce or elizabeth from TTMC. gimme. ]

They're having coffee together. Rather, Joyce has a fancy, frothy coffee and Elizabeth has a strong, sweet cup of English breakfast tea. They don't have a murder to solve (though Elizabeth is working on it and is confident she'll have a cold case by the end of the day, which they'll have cracked by the end of the week), so they don't really have very much to talk about. That doesn't stop Joyce nattering away about anything and everything that comes into her head. Elizabeth listens, because that's what she does, and begins to suspect that Joyce feels as aimless as she does without a case. "My Joanna was telling me about virtual reality when I spoke to her this morning," Joyce is saying. She has a little foamy milk moustache, but Elizabeth doesn't think it would be polite to mention it. "And I thought I'd mention it to you," Joyce carries on, "Because I thought it might be useful with our cases. Imagine if we could recreate the crime scene from the comfort of our armchairs!" Elizabeth agrees that, yes, that would be very useful. However, at their age, it really benefits them to get out and about and talk to people. Keeps them sharp. She doesn't want to waste away in silence, hidden away from the rest of the world. No, she's not going to fade away into obscurity. "I think," she says, after some consideration and a sip of tea. "Those headgear things are horrifically expensive." Then again, if anyone can convince the Cooper's Chase resident services to splash out, it's Joyce. No doubt they'll have four by the end of the month. She imagines Ron and Ibrahim's delight; they'll be able to play a round of golf without leaving the rec room, rain or shine. They could build the house that she and Stephen lived in when they first married; she's heard it's good for people with dementia to have a connection to their past. "But you're right, they could come in very handy." There, she knows that Joyce will hassle resident services until she gets what she wants, and who knows? Maybe they'll be able to use them for their next case.

[written1nthest4rs]

I just sat through a 3 minute Amazon ad on YouTube because it's a really sad touching story about an elderly woman with dementia

[pinkrosealice]

Wow between The Haunting of Bly Manor and Unwell podcast I'm starting to get the impression that horror media is going to drag me kicking and screaming into confronting my long held anxiety and phobia over myself or loved one getting some kind of dementia...... Damn it this is what I love about the horror genre!

[soulless-angel25]

CW: Grief, Death, Dementia

I just got what is the worst news for me currently.

My Grandmother passed away this morning, and I'm still processing- I'm happy for her since she was in lots of pain and now she won't be. But now she's gone, and I know that logically she was already starting to go because of her dementia but I won't ever see her again.

I won't get to see my Grandmother who I love so much, who was the first person to give me coffee when I was two, who gave me cookie dough when she made cookies and taught me how to make them. I won't get to hear her laugh again or smile at me. I won't be able to have her ask me about how my day is going or how I've been or how the production I'm in is coming along.

I'm going to miss her so much and I don't know what to do. Especially since with her gone now it means that my Grandpa is going to follow shortly after because he adored her and I don't think he knows how to live without her anymore. They were married for 62 years and knew each other even longer.

[portraitoftheoddity]

I see the oranges post about my parents is making the rounds again, so I figured I'd post an update about my parents and food.

So my folks are both in their sixties now (oranges story happened in the 1980s), and my dad is semi-retired and works part time from home. He has also become a huge foodie over the course of my parents' marriage, and is really into cooking. He now cooks every meal in that house, three times a day (if he's home and not traveling for work or out doing crazy outdoors shit or volunteering), and genuinely deeply enjoys it and loves cooking for my mom.

My mother is having a lot of anxieties about aging right now -- mainly because her father (my gramps) developed severe dementia prior to his death, and where my mom was his caretaker through much of his decline, she's terrified of going through the same thing. Any time she has a very normal lapse in memory, she panics that she's losing her mind.

So my dad started doing research. He listened to a podcast with an endocrinologist who talked about diet and brain health and work he'd done into how certain nutritional regimens can slow the progression of dementia, and he ended up reading a book on the topic and doing a lot of his own research into the science of nutrition with regards to neuroscience (he's pretty good at vetting real scientific sources and not just buying into boomer-facebook-pseudoscience).

And then he put them BOTH on a new, brain-healthy diet specifically optimized to cut out foods that have demonstrated a negative impact on cognitive function in studies, and including those that have been associated with benefits to brain health.

Now remember, my dad is a huge foodie. And he has 100% now committed to cutting out a number of his favorite foods because there was never a question in his mind that he wouldn't be doing this right beside my mom, as he cooks all their meals and they share those meals together. All to help my mom's brain and soothe her fears about her own mind and the future by working on any factor within their control.

I visited them last weekend and Dad's cooking is, as always, delicious. But even though they've cut out a lot of sugar, there's an innate sweetness in knowing just how much every meal he cooks is an act of love.

[sephiramy]

I'm making this statement over here, too, for transparency's sake:

last June I began helping caretake for an elderly relative with dementia, and while I know what I'm doing is important, the circumstances around the caretaking (which I'm keeping private, for now) has made it extremely hard.

I'm often stressed, or tired, and trying to juggle my personal and professional life to keep everything working. I have more opposition than I do support, which adds to all of the above, of course. but I'm doing my best.

all this to say I especally appreciate everyone's kindness and patience right now while I try to get through this. it hasn't been easy, but I know there are people who still enjoy what I do, and that means a lot to me, and is very useful on the bad days. thank you 💖💜🖤

[pirategrime]

[hiro-doodlez]

Sometimes, it feels like forgetting would be so much easier.

Please lemme know if theres any more cw/tws i should add!!!

[lazycranberrydoodles]

‼️🔪PREPZ DNI‼️‼️

watched @strange-aeons’s reading of my immortal and i needed to draw ebony. i remember when i first read my immortal… it was 3am on a school night and i was having the time of me life. this outift is based off of the description in chapter 6? but also artist’s interpretation

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[disturbnot]

partial hiatus notice — for the foreseeable. explanation / small vent under cut. you folks aren't obliged to read if you don't want to, as the topic is understandably upsetting to some (cw dementia)

yesterday, my dad was formally diagnosed with young-onset dementia. he's 59, and dearly adored by all of us in the family. we're all pretty devastated by the news. my family are all pulling together as best we can, trying to put on a brave face, and even my dad himself seems to have found peace in knowing why his memory and motor skills are starting to fade. but i cant help feeling i'm about to enter a period of deep existential and introspective reckoning, spiritually and philosophically, trying to come to terms with the fact such a fate could be given to such a good man.

life in general has been thrown into strange and alien perspectives now. i think we all know deep down that the ones we love are as impermanent as we all are. but getting a diagnosis like this makes it feel all the more concrete, and all the more unfair. i can't imagine the fear of forgetting, i can't imagine what my poor dad is going to go through. all i know is that we'll all be there for him until the very end. all i can do now is try to make peace with all of this and make the most of however much time he has left. hopefully now he's on medication, that time left is long and rich with good experiences.

tl;dr - goes without saying i may not be here as much for the foreseeable. might take me a few days to get to grips with this new stage of life, might take me a few weeks, i don't know. i don't ask for sympathy, i just ask that my friends here, both old and new, bear with me during all this. i'll get back to things eventually, and i hope that after this proverbial existential backstab, i will be able to do so much more meaningfully.

[nightincarnate]

AHSOKA (2023) / FAVORITE SCENE / SABINE WREN & EZRA BRIDGER IN EP 1.6 FAR, FAR AWAY

"Let's not talk about that. Not right now." Sabine climbed to the top of my favorite Star Wars characters ever since the day she was introduced nearly a decade ago. The way Natasha portrayed Sabine's serenity at seeing that Ezra was alive and safe and just as she remembered filled me with more ca tharsis than I knew I needed. Sabine had lost so much more than we knew; first Kanan, then Ezra, but then also Ursa and Alrich and Tristan and the rest of her clan. "I just wanna be happy that I found you. After all this time, can I have that?" My 2023 has been shit. My mom died after a short battle with inoperable pancreatic cancer. My uncle died, my cousin attempted suicide. My dad got diagnosed with dementia. Two of my uncles just straight up decided to never talk to any of us ever again. I've faced childhood traumas that had been buried since the Clinton administration. I've felt levels of loneliness and abandonment I didn't know were possible to feel. I've also felt some of the highest joys of my life. Being able to say goodbye to the 2/6 of the most important people to me exactly the way I wanted to. My last words to my mom being ones of forgiveness and grace for the hurt she caused. Feeling confident in my abilities to take care of my loved ones in their worst moments. My best friend maxing out her credit card just to fly across the country to watch Jedi Survivor walkthroughs with me while I signed my mom's DNR. My dog curled up on my mom's hospital bed as she lapsed into a coma, surrounded by birdsong. Watching my dad reconnect with his brother as *he* struggles with dementia too. Learning what it's like to have genuinely supportive managers at work. Knowing I am strong while still knowing I deserve not to be. The deep sleep that comes with knowing your loved one is no longer suffering. I knew 2023 would be horrible from the start, and I made it my intention to welcome every emotion that arose. I've thought about that intention every time I watch this episode (which is an ungodly amount). I know grief isn't linear. But like Sabine, I know this is a marathon, not a race. I know I have to stop and replenish myself with happiness wherever I can find it.