My dad had Alzheimer’s and I hate the disease. This disease strips away an individuals livelihood. Little by little memories are stolen away. How frustrating it must be to fight an enemy without being able to defend yourself. There are no weapons available to destroy this monster. I mourn what my dad could no longer do, however, I celebrated the things he was able to continue doing (before he passed). My dad worried about how this disease would affect my mom (as did I). The one positive note that I have is that a closer relationship developed between my dad and I. I focused on his long term memory (which remained intact). We had one-on-one conversations based on how he was raised which provided such an insight into his B.S. (belief system). I cherished that newfound closeness. I was able to tell my dad repeatedly that I loved him, knowing one day he wouldn’t remember who I am. At this time, there is no cure for Alzheimer’s. Alzheimer’s is still very much a silent disease. We need a plan of attack. Education is key along with eating healthy. These two things will go a long way towards helping family, friends and others (with Alzheimer’s).