As many of you know my husband is entering into the 6th year of FTD. In FTD the memory remains intact but judgement becomes very impaired. Everyone tells me how great he looks, they hang onto the memory part, I smile sweetly and say it is not a disease of memory yet they (his family mostly) remain in their own world of denial. Even the Neurologist tells me he is in the mild stages. Everyday for 13 years our dog has recieved a pill in the morning and at night, same pills, same pill bottles for 13 years. My husband has given it to her for at least half of those 13 years. Today the dog was acting weird and I realized he gave her the wrong pill, different bottle, different color pill, different size. Thank God he didn't kill her. I can't trust anything he does or tries to do, yet when people see him they can't understand the stress I am under. What is so mild about that? What other terminal disease has the term mild in its trajectory? Anyone have mild cancer, mild Lou Gherhigs? Yet what I deal with everyday is called mild. It is so frustrating!
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