My first experience with Alzheimer’s (although I didn’t know what it was) was when I was around 10 years old. I remember going to the hospital to visit my grandpa who’d been recovering from open heart surgery. When I walked through the door I said “hey grandpa,” to which he responded, “who are you?”
I’m walking for my mother, Martha Carter, and for the millions of others who do not deserve to live with and die from this horrible disease. By participating in the Alzheimer’s Association Walk to End Alzheimer’s, I’m committed to raising awareness and funds for Alzheimer research, care, and support.
As I write this at 2:00 am I am overwhelmed with emotion. We have spent the entire day at doctor’s offices and a trip to the hospital because my father crushed his finger this morning in the car door when we got to daycare. So anxious to get in to see his new friends, he didn’t pay attention to what he was doing. He crushed the tip of his finger, lost his fingernail and had a dozen or so stitches. Bandaged up we left the doctor’s office to have him pull the bandage off in less than 10 minutes. Back for another bandage that didn’t even last an hour. So to the emergency room we went because it wouldn’t stop bleeding. Thankfully they put his finger in a splint so that he can’t remove the bandage.
We walk in honor of my mom (Nana) who was diagnosed with Early Onset Alzheimer’s three years ago at the age of 49.
I walk in honor of my wife, Sharon, who was stricken with Younger Onset Alzheimer’s disease in 2007. Her mother and a mother’s brother died from this rare form of dementia that robs active, productive people of their memory and abilities as young as their forties— or even earlier.
Why We Walk: Parrot Head or Parrothead is a commonly used nickname for fans of singer/songwriter Jimmy Buffett. He is best known for his music, which often portrays an “island escapism” lifestyle. His musical hits include “Margaritaville”, “Come Monday” and “Five O’Clock Somewhere.”
a note from the editor: This should have been released at the beginning of Walk season but I was very busy. This was just too good not to post, so here it is.
Alzheimer’s disease stole my Grandma Graham’s ability to independently bathe, dress, and go to the bathroom. A woman who used to cook scrumptious meals for holiday gatherings could no longer cook. A woman who used to go door-to-door witnessing to non-Christians could no longer drive. Alzheimer’s robbed Grandma of the independence she so thoroughly enjoyed,Continue reading “Why I Walk Wednesday with Charity Wilson”
By Becki Sims I want to take you by the hand. I want you to come with me. Come with me to a place where you can see how Alzheimer’s disease affects lives every day.