#tw Alzheimer's

[iamagodjkimcatholicicantsaythat]

I'm coming at you with another prayer request.

My grandma was diagnosed with Alzheimer's a few years ago. It's gotten worse this last year. I'd just appreciate some prayers for her ❤️

#prayer request #pray #prayers #alzheimer #tw Alzheimer's

[kronoose]

Tw warning for mentions Alzheimer's and dementia I'll tag both but extra warning never hurts

So when I was in grade 11 I helped with the recreation team at a long term care facility that ' specialized ' in care for patients with Alzheimer's or dementia almost everyone in the building I worked In had one or both

The area I worked in was for people who needed a bit more care but still could live relatively normal lives it was basically people who could live normal ish but could get themselves seriously hurt if they got out of the building unsupervised

So we did a music time a few days a week it was in a room with a communal tv

And being that many were elderly some fell asleep during this and we were not allowed to move wheel chair bound people without their consent or at least telling them " hey Mark we need you move so we can do xyz so I'm going to move you to x place then I'll bring you back or ask Karen to bring you back "

So we couldn't move the sleeping residents which caused issues with the people who wanted to watch tv after

This also happened with church but that was more of a me problem because I was always asked to help get people back but it also ended like 15-20 minutes before my ride back to school showed up

#tw Alzheimer's #alzheimer's disease #tw dementia #dementia

[theosconfessions]

if youd like to read the stephens from the beginning you can over here:)

if youd like to read the stephens continued you can over here:)

@ohsosims

theo: thanks for taking me lils. dustys kinda swamped with the babies..everything.. last thing he needed was to hear all that shit.

lillie: all that shit is your health, theo. im sure he wouldnt have minded.plus he shouldve been there. as much as we joke about it.act like it. im not your wife,theo..and that was..heavy news.

theo: thats why i didnt him there.i knew it wasnt going to be great. BUT

lillie: no but theo. not on this

theo: the last time something like this happened..my husband got so stressed out he had a stroke. im trying to avoid that. he knows somethings going on lillie... with my memory..all of it BUT

lillie: honey i get that. but this is your LIFE..and he is going to be the one taking care of you when

theo: if

lillie: if..this gets even worse...im going to be blunt here..because thats the only way i know youre going to hear me, okay. so dont be mad.

theo: k well .. in general im always angry but sure.

lillie: you do not have a for sure diagnosis yet

theo: no

lillie: but i feel like you KNOW something is wrong.

theo: i do but the doctors not even sure yet

lillie:but he has a good idea that it may very well be alzheimers

theo: or i could just be going senile.. normally.. which is fun. both great news

lillie:nothing about your memory loss is normal,theo. tell your husband..before it gets worse...

theo: you dont know that it will. im good

lillie: theo be realistic. just this once. for dustin. for me. for OUR kids together too. prepare just in case

theo: just in case..ok

#lillie is his best ex fr #shes there for her grandkids but while shes here shes gonna support the guy in her life that needs it the most #soon to be dustin #bc let me tell you #the stephens continued #theo kline #lillie lyons #the sims 4 #ts4 #the sims #ts4 gameplay #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 simblr #the sims community #ts4 story #ts4 stories #tw alzheimers

[scpaesthetics]

SCP Aesthetics: 3890 (requested by @dewnose2, written by @tanhony)

My name is Elizabeth Graham. My name is Elizabeth Graham. My name is Elizabeth Graham. I can't forget that now. This page is my memory. (blue, memory, doubles)

requests are open.

#scp #scp foundation #scp aesthetics #3890 #this one is neat!! #cool evolution #big ol tw for alzheimers and memory discussions tho

[roboticnebula]

Trick or treat!

You get a… trick?

This is a snippet from a fic concept I’m exploring but still hesitant to actually write! It started out as a silly ‘Barry and Jay are in a passive-aggressive argument and Alan and Hal do not understand how is it the speedsters are fighting instead of them’. And then it got... sad.

Background AlanJay and Halbarry.

Jay is aware he and Barry are arguing over two barely distinguishable shades of beige paint for the guest room, but their fight isn’t really about the paint color anyways. Alan and Hal made themselves scarce a few hours ago, the moment Jay commented he didn’t want his guest room to be the same shade as Barry’s sweater vests, and Barry immediately retorted it was a good thing Jay wouldn’t actually be the one sleeping in the room then.

This was after a long debate over paint swatches, where both Alan and Hal’s inputs that the room should have a nice non-beige color, had gone entirely unheard. The lanterns had realized they were standing in the blast zone and been unwilling to risk becoming collateral damage. Jay is glad to see that after all these long years with them, the GLs are finally starting to be smart about the whole fearless thing.  

It’s a good thing they left when they did too, because paint started flying quickly after. The walls of the guest room are absolutely atrocious right now, randomly sploshed with paint and primer, a whole gallon wasted and spilled all over the floor, but Barry and Jay have retreated to the kitchen to wash up and calm down. Jay is leaning against the counter, waiting for the water to boil for his tea. He’s got paint in his hair, but hasn’t bothered to try and get it off, only rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands. Barry is very quiet as he scrubs his arms and forehead free of the paint, his annoyance is palpable in the air, and Jay doesn’t know why he’s so irritated when he insisted on helping out with repainting the room.

Barry won’t leave him alone these days, it’s annoying.

“Did you go get that extra gallon from the garage, yet?” Jay asks him, gruffly.

Something flashes in Barry’s eyes: sad, scared, quickly buried, and Jay realises it’s not the first time he’s asked.

“Yes,” says Barry.

For the first time all day, his tone is light and neutral, instead of passive aggressive, and the patience behind it annoys Jay even more, a flush of rage crawling up his throat. The phone is deadly quiet on the countertop between them, and Jay vacillates between grateful and irritated that Barry is handling him with kid gloves.

They both know what diagnostic is coming: it’s why Jay hasn’t actually kicked Barry out of his house yet, even if he’s still mad at him for confronting him about this and convincing him to go get tested. Jay didn’t want to be alone when he got the call. Jay didn’t want to get the call at all, doesn’t want to have to break the news to Alan and have Barry, Wally, Bart and the others worry. He wants to stay in denial, wants more time. At 90, Jay hasn’t been bitter about slowing down until this very moment: when it gives his own damned mind the chance to fall apart at the seams.

Barry is saying something about the quality of the wall primer when he’s interrupted by the shrill ringtone of the phone. They both fall quiet and stare at it, their fight entirely forgotten. Barry practically falls in the seat in front of Jay, but doesn’t press: they’re both stretching the seconds of this moment, remain on the cusp of change before it becomes irreversible.    

Jay’s first instinct is to run the phone to the Atlantic Ocean and chuck it, but he focuses on Barry and catches his own reflection in the oven door behind him. They both look ridiculous, the first two Flashes, covered in paint, and childishly arguing. He laughs, slightly hysterical, but also absolutely delighted. He looks at Barry and thinks: this man is my legacy, I would not choose any other and it gives him the courage he needs. He stays standing up, picks up the phone and places it down on speaker between them.

“Mr. Garrick, this is Dr. Brady. I have your test results in front of me and I’m sorry but I have some bad news.”

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The idea would be to explore speedster physiology as they age/effects of the speed force long term/what that healing factor can handle, but also how chosen family can rally around you when you’re dealing with something like Alzheimer.

Apart from some stray notes and drafts, this snippet is all I have to show for it for now.

Thank you for the ask, I hope you enjoyed! Happy Halloween!

#the flash #barry allen #jay garrick #halbarry #alanjay #trick or treat ask #my writing #my fics #flash greenade #alzheimers tw

[strawberryspence]

I wrote this so I can remix it. This fic but Steddie version. Steve's concussions comes back biting his ass at 55, this time in the form of Alzheimer's. He starts forgetting about stuff, starts forgetting about where he placed his keys, forgetting about dates.

Then it progresses to something worse, Steve starts going to places and completely forgets where he is, he forgets what he's doing in the middle of the day, forgets how to drive. The tipping edge is when completely forgets who Max is.

They bring him to the Doctor, and the Doctor diagnoses him with Alzheimer's.

It's Eddie's worst fear brought to life. The love of his life slowly forgetting him, slowly forgetting the life they've built together. The strongest man he's ever known, the same man who carried his half bleeding body while he was also bleeding out of hell, he's health deteriorating in front of him.

Steve tries to track it all down, tries to write as much as possible, scrap books for a whole week straight, piecing together pieces of memories.

There's good and bad days. Steve almost always remembers Eddie. Robin moves to their home, bringing Nancy with her. It's exactly how they lived in the 90's but now Steve's the one they take care of.

The good days are the best. Steve can walk on his own, and do stuff on his own. He knows his way in his own home. He calls the Party, asks them how they are and talks to their kids and asks them how they are. He eats dinner with the girls and Eddie, asks them how work is. They sleep together, it's like any other normal night with his husband.

The bad days. The bad days come frequent. Eddie can handle it. Steve has taken care of each and everyone of them in the last 35 years, this is nothing. But there are days when he can't, when he can't handle the vacant look in his lover's eyes, that's when Robin and Nance takes over.

There are days where it's so bad they can't even call it bad. Eddie will give Robin and Nance a look and they will know. It's okay, Eddie can do this. He can open a scrap book and show Steve their wedding day. He can tell him that Will and Mike, yeah, they got married too. Max and Lucas have kids. El's a daycare teacher. Dustin's a doctor. He can retell their life story to him because he's always done this. He can tell Steve for what he thinks is the 22nd time, that Hop died back in 2019 from lung cancer. He can tell Steve that Joyce passed away 6 months after that. He can hold him through the grief again. He can hold him as he mourns over his adoptive parents death like he hasn't before.

Eddie will love him through the world ending, through storm and rain, through heaven and earth opening up. There's nothing that can make him stop loving this man.

The kids visit frequently. They don't care if it's a bad day or a good day. They visit Steve when they can. Brings old photos and new stories. The flights get pretty expensive, but no one fucking cares.

Robin isn't even phased. She will love and care for him in any shape or form, even if there's days where he doesn't know who she is. She's been there for everything in his life and she swears not even Alzheimer's can tear her apart from her soulmate. Steve can forget about her, but Robin knows his soul will never do.

This is nothing. Because this is Steve. Steve who took care of them since they were as young as 13. Steve who didn't stop caring for them even if they were well into their 30's. Steve who airmails them a care package when they're sick, when you're close enough he will make you a bowl of soup. Steve who knitted them scarfs and mittens for one christmas because he can't stand seeing them cold. Steve who offered up his life for them and will still do it today without a doubt.

It's nothing. Because it's for Steve.

#i am actually very sorry about this one #daerants #steddie rants #daeheadcanons #dae writes #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie ficlet #steddie headcanon #tw alzheimers

[lucky-whispers]

I feel like every time I see a sad q!BBH post about his death or his memory loss a little bit more of me breaks. There's something so horribly similar that's going on in my life that it is just gut wrenching to see the similarities. The way he stares off into space, the way he is trying so damn hard, the way that even if he returns, it will never be the same (or at least it probably won't be- I haven't had time to watch the newer streams).

I genuinely had to stop watching one of his streams because it's already such a struggle to see it in real life and not being able to escape, but this one place where I was supposed to be able to laugh and cry and shut it off suddenly got so much more real.

Sorry for the sort of vent-y post just rough day haha

#tw vent #qsmp #qsmp english #qsmp badboyhalo #q!bbh memory loss #alzheimers #qsmp angst #the feeling of knowing it's not going to bw the same ever again

[hmslusitania]

Listening to a Bastille song the first time: hell yeah! This is a bop! I’m in! I am vibing!

Listening to that same Bastille song the fifth time: I think this is about Alzheimer’s

#Bastille #Alzheimer’s tw

[mynamesnotdahlia]

Will simon forget that betty isnt technically around because that happens with dementia right(?)

Absolutely. He tends to think of her as being away but not gone, like he could just go in the other room and find her there, or that she's on a trip.

He talks about her a lot and it's one of the main ways people have found to calm him down, to ask him about stuff with Betty gets him less agitated. When he gets more prone to wandering he tends to get confused and default to looking for her to try and figure out what he was doing. There's been a couple times where he gets brought back to PB and Marcy by a helpful candy citizen who found him wandering calling for her. He might default to calling women around him Betty or Princess and it can be hard to tell if it's a placeholder name or if he genuinely thinks she's there.

#simon petrikov #adventure time #dementia #alzheimers #alzheimers disease #memory loss tw #magic alzheimers #< tag im considering for this idea

[dieletztepanzerhexe]

p*triotic mood in the alzheimer's ward in my hospital

#something really sad about old ppl with dementia doing the same simple art projects as little kids #i think about alzheimer's a lot. #tw patriotism #mental hospital decorations #mental hospital decor #my pic

[little-fandom-dump]

pssssst anyone about to listen to MAG 170, if you have any history of witnessing dementia/alzheimer’s/any other state of mental deterioration from a friend or family member please BE CAREFUL! that one was. a little brutal for me (and i’m usually v unfazed by all of the horror in tma).

#the lonely will forever scare me #tma podcast #the magnus archives #mag 170 #tw dementia #tw alzheimers #tw mental deterioration #jonny sims you did it again babe #beautiful writing tho king #wish it didn’t hurt so much #tma the lonely #tma martin #martin blackwood

[trashyswitch]

Late Night Thoughts

I can make Sheldon Cooper lose his mind in 10 words or less; It is scientifically impossible to kill every germ.

And now for a mind-numbing, deep thought that I'm struggling to wrap my head around. TW: Talks of dimentia/Alzheimers, talks of a loss of memory and loss of ones self.

A person's life is made up of memories, right? And it's through those memories that a person grows psychologically, mentally, and emotionally. We talk about our regrets because they stick with us as painful memories. Usually, we'd rather avoid such memories because they are uncomfortable to replay in our minds. And yet, we feel a small sense of pride for learning from those regrets...because our thoughts on the memory changed, we had grown further as a person. Without that specific experience, we would not have emotionally and psychologically matured. With this in mind...A reminder that a person with dementia/alzheimers is slowly losing their memories. They're losing the one thing in their life that formed them as an individual human. That is likely why a dementia patient's personality changes so drastically. For example: My grandma has the early signs of dementia. Back in her late 20's to early 50's, she had been a perfectionate, stubborn woman. But seeing how her actions affected the others around her, she spent the next few decades actively trying to improve herself to be more loving, generous, caring and supportive. But because of the dementia, her younger personality is slowly leaving her mind and coming out in her words and actions. She is losing those memories...and she is losing those years of practice she remembered developing in order to improve herself. Without those memories of practicing, she forgets those coping mechanisms and returns to the person she originally was. This also may explain why moderately progressed dimentia patients regress to a younger version of themself...Because those memories they formed later on in life, are nearly non-existant by that point. All they really remember was their younger years. And depending on the day and their mind's progression, their body may regress to their older adult self, their younger adult self, and eventually their childhood. It's an absolutely terrifying disease that is incredibly hard to treat...cause once those memories are gone, there is no getting them back. Sorry if I terrified you, or made you sad while reading this...It's just thoughts I had going through my head at 3:27am.

#tw dementia #tw alzheimers #tw loss of a loved one #scary thoughts #deep sad thoughts #i'm so sorry

[starsallalight]

@familyxxdutyxxhonor : Belle & Sophie

Her face fell immediately as her grip on the phone tightened. "Again?"

Biting her lip, Belle's eyes turned to the paintings behind her. She was on a deadline. The gallery showing couldn't be delayed, but how could she possibly leave all of this to Tristan and Sophie? It wasn't fair.

"Do you want me to come home, Soph? I can't just turn away if you guys need me. Where's Brigette? Henri?"

#➳ 𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑠 & 𝑠𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒 ➳ ; 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒 ; ❨tales❩ #V; Never Thought I'd Leave Behind #Sophie #familyxxdutyxxhonor #Alzheimers Tw

[thelightofthingshopedfor]

…well fuck, just found out my grandma finally got an official Alzheimer’s diagnosis.

#Alzheimer’s tw

[vintagesharepics]

#me after the lobotomy #lobotomy chic #tw lobotomy #i need a lobotomy #live laugh lobotomy #lobotomy corporation #lobotomy #schizophrenia #panic disorder #ocd #chronic pain #violent outbursts #ptsd #add #alzheimers #anxitey #migraine

[red-depressive]

My father has forgotten how to open a can of soda......

#tw depressing stuff #tw depressing thoughts #tw depression #depressing shit #kinda depressing #mental health #major depressive disorder #mental illness #tw self destruction #tw depressive #alzheimers #alzhéimer