After losing 2 grandparents to that disease I can tell you flat out if I was diagnosed with it I’d volunteer even if it meant it would kill me in the end to take this.
Watching the slow progression of the disease made me realize it’s only quality that will keep me around and not quantity if I were to succumb to it.
Even if the chances were greater than 50/50 I would react wrong to it and it kills me I’d do it just to try and help others fighting it further down the road.
I truly don’t want to go out that way.
Agree, there is no downside to experimental treatment if you’ve received the diagnosis.
Anything that extends quality of life even at the expense of quantity is a win with this disease.
“Watching the slow progression of the disease made me realize it’s only quality that will keep me around and not quantity if I were to succumb to it.”
Totally agree. Wasting away is not living. It’s hell for you and everyone around you.
Me too. I have it on both sides of my family. The last thing I want is to be a burden on the ones I love.
We suspect my mom has it but it has been hell trying to get her to the doctor to get diagnosed. She was getting very hostile, vicious when we suggested it but now she has gotten worse in the past two weeks and she realizes something is wrong and has agreed to go.
She thinks crowds of people are living in her house when it is just her and my dad, any food we put in front of her she thinks it’s fake food and won’t eat it, and she at times thinks her parents are alive when they are not. Just a bunch of problems that are really freaking us out. I pray to God it is not Alzheimers but I don’t know what else it could be