Just another manic Monday

Hi everyone. It's Monday evening, and all is well. I belong to a terrific AlzSpouse support group, and one of my dear friends there, Susan Carr, wrote this and emailed it to me today. It will be my Monday post, enough said.

DON'T DIE

ALZHEIMERS DISEASE SUCKS THE LIFE OUT OF LIFE.
IT TAKES AWAY ALL YOU CHERISHED MOST
FRIENDS GET TIRED OF THE DEPRESSED .
CHILDREN MOVE AWAY TO FORGET.
THOSE CHERISHED MOST IN YOUR LIFE BECOME
ABSENT.
THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, WHAT TO SAY,
SO THEY SAY NOTHING
THERE'S ENOUGH CRAP IN EVERYONES DAY, WHO NEEDS MORE.
DAYS ARE SILENT, NIGHTS ARE RESTLESS, A LOVED ONE SLIPS AWAY, YOU CONTINUE TO SAY THE LONG GOODBYE.
ALONE, NO DINNERS OUT, NO VISITS, NO FRIENDS.
ANYONE FOR COFFEE, NO, SOMEONES DYING. WE ARE SHRINKING, ONLY THE DOCTOR SEES US, WE ARE BECOMING INVISIBLE. TAKE PILLS, DRINK WINE, WALK, ROCK, WRAP YOURSELVES AROUND EACH OTHER, AND CRY. WE ARE ALONE, AS WE DIE. ONE SITS AND WATCHES THE OTHER SLEEP, SLIP AWAY DAY BY DAY. HELP GET WASHED, HELP GET PILLS, HELP WALK, HELP GET DRESSED. COMB HAIR KISS FOREHEAD, HOW NICE IT WOULD BE FOR MY FOREHEAD TO BE KISSED, FOR MY HAIR TO BE BRUSHED, FOR A WORD OF LOVE, OF SUPPORT
FOR SOMEONE, ANYONE, NOT TO BE AFRAID TO ASK HOW ARE YOU? DO YOU NEED TO TALK. FOR NOW I'LL BE SILENT UNTIL I SCREAM TO THE STARS TO HIT ME AGAIN, I CAN TAKE IT. I'M A CAREGIVER.