I write this that someday my own children will read this and know what this disease is and how it affects our family. My mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease about 3 years ago. While at first, her decline seemed rather mild, the past 6-8 months have been a steep downward fall. My father is still caring for her full time at home, but has now found a Memory Care facility to place her at as her needs are more than an 80 year old (or really anyone) man can handle. She is constantly confused, needs help or attention every 5 minutes and desires to sleep almost all the time. She has taken many falls lately and is losing other abilities as well. Of course, we knew this was coming, but it doesn't make it any easier. To say that my mom is still here is true, but she is a fragment of who she was. And this is where my grieving begins. My mother, Elaine Wanta, was nothing short of a miracle worker. I wish I knew or paid attention to more stories about her, but you know, we ar...
