I'm not sure whether this goes in life sucks, or brain droppings.

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Annasta.

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My opa was moved to an old age home this past weekend.

I never thought I'd see the day when that would happen. But he's almost 90 years old.

He doesn't remember who I am. He has Alzheimer's, and Menir's disease.

He doesn't have much longer to live. :sad:
 
Sorry to hear that man. I can't really relate, except my gram is living in an old folk's home and reminds me to cut my hair and lose weight anytime I visit her.

She's just hit 93.

In a completely hetero way... :hug2: (I'm the blue one)
 
I'd say it goes in both sections. I'm sorry to hear that but know that he still loves you even though he isn't the same. I only have one grandparent left and the worst was watching my g-granparents who were so in love pass away. When my g-grandma passed we all knew that with the relationship they had my g-grandpa wouldn't be the same and he wasn't and we had to watch him just "live."

My thoughts and prayers go out to you and yours and just remember he still loves you.

:hug2: And I'm the pink one, so is Easty I just let him borrow my dress and he doesn't want to admit it. Maybe to take your mind off your gpa you could help E realize it's ok to come outta the closet.
 
Don't be so self absorbed this about UF not you and I'm sorry it just slipped, I'm sure you've had to use that line before so get over it. :tongue:
 
Yeah, it sucks when loved one's minds start to go. My bubba spent a few years in an old folks home before she died. In the last year or so, she hardly talked. It was strange visiting, because it was hard to tell if she remembered me or not. I used to visit with my mom about once a week until she got worse, then it was about once a month. But my mom would still visit often, whenever she got off work early.

You have to remember the good times. :hug2:
 
The good times consisted of me sitting at his house listening to him tell stories about the war, and about when he came to this country.

He lived through world war 2. After the war, he came here. He had nothing, worked for nothing, and worked hard his entire life. When he was 75, he went on a 4-day bike trip with my dad. And, until he was 80, when his strength started to fail, he could kick my ass.:tongue:

I'm going to miss him.
 
Mine are as well. I can understand how it feels. My grandma was the same way before she passed away. Most of the time, she didnt remember who I was, let alone my name. She was really never sure where she was, and what she was doing there.

So don't think that your in it alone.
 
It's people like your opa who inspire me to take better care of myself physically. I think that it's great he remained active even at an advanced age.

Although it depressing to prepare for the passing of a loved one, I hope the fact that he lived a full life will soften some of the pain.
 
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