I guess I don't have a specific question, but it's always difficult seeing my mom and that "look" in her eyes now that just isn't her. I don't know how to describe it.
That look is what ultimately brought me to the reality of mom's condition last year. Until then, I could brush off the memory lapses or odd behaviors on medications, stress, anything. When I saw that look, kind of a wild blankness, last year I knew. I thought her normal look might come back from time to time, but it hasn't.
Does this happen as a natural course of AD? Part of the long goodbye? The connections between sight and emotions now broken? She'll know my name and say she loves me, but do you think the best we can do for ourselves is accept what is and go along with what comes next on this bumpy road?
Passing away is so very personal. A dear little friend passed from a 7 year battle with melanoma 2 years ago, Her hubby talked at her funeral and said that her last hours on earth were "oh, it's so beautiful! can't you all see it? It's so beautiful!!" He believed she was speaking of Heaven and I wouldn't take that from him, ever.
I was surprised 6 months later to learn her way of adjusting was to stop everything. She had a most miserable 6 months before she passed and we had no idea why until the last week when she "proudly" announced she had stopped taking everything 6 months earlier.
She went into hospital and 1 week later lapsed into a massive coma and died within 24 hours.
Sadly, this was her choice. Anyway, talk to your Mom's physician and ask about adjusting her medications. I just might bring your mother back to you.
The same way for my dad although he has passed away from small cells lung cancer. He also suffered from dementia.
I am actually glad that happened because I think that was God's way of preparing us for easy grieving process before the actual deaths.
It has been said that the Eyes are the Window to the soul.
I think that God takes the soul early to protect them from pain, the not knowing.
This leaves the Body but little else.
I have noticed in may photos of people with dementia that there is something with the eyes, even if there is sort of a smile on the face it does not extend to the eyes, the light is gone.
Maybe this is all my imagination....
...watching my parents slowly decline is heartbreaking.
You just want to shake them and bring them back but you know you can't.
Mom doesn't seem to be upset in her world, thank God. I'm glad for that. I wish I wasn't.