In 2005, my Mom was in the beginning stage of Alzheimer’s disease, but none of us knew anything about that disease. After reflecting about this part of her nine year journey through Alzheimer’s, my entire family has agreed that even though Mom didn’t want help that first year, we should not have allowed her to live by herself as long as she did.
My role as a daughter was changing fast and it wasn’t easy for me to impose rules or interject authority into Mom’s life. I had to learn how to do that. It wasn’t natural, but nothing at all is natural about Alzheimer’s disease.