All my married life, my sweet husband has made his world revolve around me and our children. Our lives were not perfect, but lots more good times than bad. He has always been the most kind, considerate, polite, hard working, honorable man I have ever known!
As of April 26 of 2018, we have been married 49 years. The day came and went. He didn’t know. I didn’t tell him. Since being diagnosed with early on set Alzheimer’s, I have slowly been losing my love. I’ve done everything I can do to help him and make sure he is okay. I’ve done extensive research into his illness. I’ve joined “support” groups, I have advocated for him and on his behalf. This is so different than if your husband just dies. This is called the “long goodbye”. My husband is leaving me slowly. Day by day. Sometimes hour by hour. All the things he used to do, all the things he used to be, are no longer.
This summer, I had to hire 5 different guys to do the work that my husband used to accomplish over a weekend! I now have a car guy, a guy to pressure wash and clean the gutters. A guy that mows the yard, one that trims the trees. A guy to clean the carpets, another one who paints. Besides everything else, Alzheimer’s is damn expensive!