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Originally Posted by Mattyk
You know I've often wondered, for those who are near the end of their lives is it worse to know what's going on, or worse to have no idea?
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I don't know. My grandmother had it for the last 12 years of her life and you could certainly tell her frustration, but I don't know really what she must have been feeling.
I felt awful (as did the rest of my family of course). All my grandparents died when I was very young, basically a toddler. So the only one I knew was this one grandmother (died when I was in college) and she and I would write letters to each other every week (this is when people wrote letters). And we'd talk every Sunday.
For her to suddenly have no idea who I was was just devastating. It's hard enough to see someone you love sick, but then to have them not recognize you....brutal