Although I don't often post, I read things all the time on this site. It is so helpful and reassuring (is that the right word?) to know that other people are experiencing the same things as myself and my family.
I am writing this knowing that other people will relate but I just wanted to say it or write it so it's out there..... I feel like I am in an almost constant state of mourning despite my dad still being alive. Each time a new aspect of PSP creeps into our life, I feel it again as the person who I grew up watching deteriorates a little bit further and this new 'portal' of a person takes more shape.
I know that this is the reality of many degenerative diseases but it feels so cruel to me and I cannot imagine how it must feel to be that person trapped inside a body that is changing so significantly and those changes are outside of your control???
Grief is so hard at any point but such prolonged grief is heart breaking.
The only positive from this nasty disease is that over the last 2 years I have witnessed my dad's bond with my son (3 years) and my daughter (1 year) blossom. My children are so accepting of my dad in such a pure way that it has taught me so much. It is like they see beyond his illness or perhaps do not even see his illness as that is all they know. I watch the easy way they interact, I'm sure the mono syllabic level of communication helps!! If they don't understand what he is saying, my son has no qualms of repetitively asking without any sense of embarrassment or frustration- it is endearing to watch.
So in that sense I feel that despite me 'loosing' a dad, PSP has enable my children to gain a grandparent.
Thanks for reading x