Someone close to me has been diagnosed with mild Alzheimer’s disease (AD). To protect privacy and show that AD affects millions of people, I rotate names alphabetically and swap gender for each post. Aaron is next.
Thankfully, I have a very close relationship with Aaron. A sour look this morning revealed something wrong, and verbal confirmation by Aaron expressed unhappiness due to the fight we had yesterday over a meat product and the fear of premature long term care.
Aaron was confused by my anger then, which was understandable, because that fight never happened.
My character (including being honest and loving) renders that fight unfitting, so restoring Aaron’s ease was fairly simple today.
This is one reason why living as a good person is a wise investment, despite the constant challenges faced in doing so. A bad person known to lie may have ignited something worse (i.e. a real fight over what did/didn’t happen).
In our excessively money-centric world, the illusion remains that financial strength equals value, and intangibles such as honor are remnants of an ancient stupidity misaligned with the harsh reality of inherent sin. I am not perfect by any stretch, but my strict refusal to screw anyone over to supposedly get ahead in life has been a powerful asset — and nicely quick salvation in this case.
Understanding AD decline enough, I realized my best move was to avoid finding full-time employment (working with Aaron’s alimony and social security, which is barely thankfully sufficient) to focus on a fittingly close and careful help to offset that decline (while nightly and “early-morningly” pursuing my dream as a professional online entertainer). Reducing unhealthy stress (for both Aaron and yours truly) and maximizing routine activities for Aaron (i.e. a focus against mentally wandering off) reasonably works well.
While I fear the future (e.g. hallucinations becoming much worse), I learned the only answer to fear is courage.