As a relative of a loved one with Alzheimer’s disease, it was difficult for us to understand the entire illness; however, as time passed and we discovered more about the condition, it wasn’t hard to understand.

It drew me back to when I was still in school; we could not comprehend why the grandmother constantly forgot where she was going. She would get lost and we would continuously fret about grandmother’s location. My grandfather finally provided the cars and trucks away, considering she couldn’t drive any longer.

Grandmother didn’t wish to lose her driver’s license. For that was her independence. It was sad, but we had to do it to keep her safe, and we as a household understood better that grandmother wouldn’t be lost in the streets.

Then, as time passed, we discovered more wrong aspects of grandma. I would go to her home as I constantly did and noticed that she was putting newspaper in the oven and turning on the range. One day I went to my grandmother’s home, and it was smoking.

I asked grandma what she was connecting to do, and she could not keep it in mind. I was frightened, so I relocated next door to my grandparents. Living next door, I could be there to enjoy her without her understanding what I was doing. The relocation was a significant aid.

I would review there to go to. She didn’t know what I was truly doing. It got more complex daily for us to see the illness was taking my granny. We would constantly say she would improve. However, she never did.

Grandma didn’t like baths. No one desired to provide grandma a bath since she would act out so bad.

So we would then wash her up, which was better for us. We then had peace when it was bath day.

We would let grandmother purchase the home, and she would go to the bathroom when we left. However, she would always end up going in her trousers.

We would have to go back house and change her. She couldn’t determine what was wrong with her. It was also challenging for her because, at that point, she knew something was wrong but didn’t understand what.

It got to the point that grandma would lie around and sleep. It was too hard for us as family members to take care of grandma anymore, so we were required to have a talk, and we thought it was best to put Grandmother in a nursing home where she might get all the assistance and care she required all the time.

It was the hardest thing we could have done as relatives. We understood we couldn’t do it anymore. Granny was in the nursing home for about 12 years. We, as a family, would see grandmother slowly going into her little world.

We would get her and bring her house for the vacations or go get her and take her out for ice cream. We were always there for granny. It was hard as loved ones to deal with this health problem. It finally took Granny’s life about two years back.

We, as family, miss grandmother however, she is in a better place now; we still remember her and all the great and bad times we had. It is hard to take care of a liked one with this illness.

It is hard to handle it since we viewed granny go from a robust and healthy grandmother to an ill grandmother.

It began back when I was still in school; we could not understand why granny constantly forgot where she was going. As time went by, we observed more things about grandma that wasn’t. One day I went to granny’s home, and it was smoking cigarettes.

No one wanted to offer grandma a bath because she would act out so bad. We, as a family, would see grandmother slowly going into her little world.