On the same day that I wrote my previous blog, my granny fell and fractured her hip.  This incident proceeded a sudden and severe decline in her mental capabilities.  On Thursday, she underwent successful surgery to mend her hip, but her mental condition did not improve.  She has no comprehension of reality whatsoever.  She doesn't know who she is, where she is, who I am ... she can't even sit up on her own.  Any small ability her brain had previously retained is gone.  Because she is unable to comprehend pretty much anything, she can't even complete the physical therapy required after her surgery.

Her doctor wasn't able to do a CT scan due to Gannie's condition, but said that she may have suffered a small stroke.  She also told me that there is no way Gannie can return home.  This had been obvious to me, after seeing Gannie's condition, but it was still devastating to hear.  On Monday, Gannie will be moving to a nursing home in Bowling Green, KY that specializes in Alzheimer's patients.  My sister and I will be putting our only childhood home on the market, and of course, I will be moving myself to Bowling Green next week as well.

I can't even begin to describe the pain I am feeling at this point in my life.  It is a reminder, once again, of how critical it is that we support the search for a cure for this wretched, widespread disease.  For more information, please visit the Alzheimer's Association's website, at alz.org.